The Big Lebowski has started invading my life. Scary. I need to see it again...was a good movie.

There's apparently a really cute little boy in the hallway, and I'm being informed of it. I feel like I should go and see him. I want one.

I'm sick. My eyes itch, my nose is running, and I have a cough. I'm seriously restraining listing this is French. M. Zuniga is the cutest man ever. We did some "role playing" today. And Wyn is seductive even in French class.

No one can get pissed at me for mooching. I supply almost everyone with gum. And I never run out. Almost. When I do, it's a sad, sad day.

Block project begins to look big...

But good day. Good day.