Ohhhh but I like doing nothing

So, tomorrow school starts. Would you like to read my whining? ;) Well, I'll try to keep it to a mininum, especially since everyone has problems and they would probably think mine were somewhat (or very) childish.

Whining like this: Waaaaaaah! I don't wanna wake up for a nine AM class! It's French. Do you know how long it's been since I was in a French class? A year and a half. I don't remember hardly any of the grammar, and brilliant me, I signed up for an intermediate level course. Auuuuugh. Oh well, I'll do okay. Or I'll do badly, but not lose any limbs or ears or eyeballs. No getting rid of Maggie just yet :)

I had a visit from the somewhat good-looking ARA Tommy today, about the Lounge Chair Trauma, which really wasn't that traumatic after all. I've decided to keep it (the chair, not the trauma!) since that way I'll have two chairs and when people come over they'll have more options than my bed or the floor. What a waste of time. Argh.

Here's some good news: Bill Clinton's Surgery Successful

Never liked him (at all) but don't wish him dead! Or ill. Well, if he caught cold and had to cancel some of his ultra-successful little fundraising gigs, I wouldn't exactly be weeping ... ;)