You know, I think my bed's the neatest it's ever been...

Seeing as I haven't slept in it in, oh, almost a month? Wow.

Ah, the advantage of only having one regular class this semester. The first three weeks have all been stuff that's thankfully basic enough to go over in an afternoon. Doc Moira and Mr. D are being nice enough to hold my independent study in Genetics and Sociology for a day or two so I can touch base with my correspondence courses in Business and Corporate Protocol, and by next Monday, I think I will consider myself "officially" starting my senior year. Hah.

Of course, today I believe I am being dragged off by a purple-haired feline to some mythical place called "outside". Rumor has it there is a big ball of fire that gives life to everything that I ought to see sometime...