I hate being misinterpreted. I HATE HATE HATE it!

There's no snow so far. God heard my plea...but I really don't want to do my autobiography. Dammit. I have to do 1-2 more pages. Guh.

[edit] I should've blogged this earlier, but didn't feel like editing the post...
I forgot to mention that Lampe muted me today. It was pretty funny, actually. I don't take his yelling to heart (although it's kinda scary when he gets mad at Tripper, cause then you know it's bad...). I started signing to Rachel, and then I decided to talk, on mute, while staring at him. He unmuted me and I kept talking, saying "It would be pretty annoying if I sat here talking like this, while on mute, and just kind of staring at you and talking. Yeah I bet that would be pretty annoying..." He agreed.