I’m getting restless. Bored. Jittery.  It’s like I just had 5 cups of extra-bold black coffee with 500 bottles of Monster.  (OK, well I’m not that hyper)

I want Catherine to be here, and I want her to be here fast.  But sadly, she won’t be here until sometime tomorrow. I even tred calling her to pass by the time. No answer. *Sobs*

I actually got so bored and desperate to pass by time I started talking to myself on AIM and I even started copying down my All-County Band schedule on paper. Just so I could do SOMETHING Now I’m watching Food Network and waiting for somebody to get on AIM to talk to.

I’m a desperate housewife. No, wait. I’m a desperate lonely girl.

I usually would turn to food in times of sorrow, (HA!) but I’m too lazy to go to the kitchen and dig out some chips and pudding. (I could really go for some pudding right now, though)

Well, that’s all for now………….
Gooood byeee….