Thurdsday, I could never get the hang of Thursdays...

Oh, la de da. I'm booooooo r ed.
And I'm mad at the jumpdrive. It doesn't want to give me my file over here. It's like okay I have it let's go and when I plug it into this computer it goes ummmmm . . . No. And I can't even see the file I moved.
So, instead of replacing the fonts I lost, I'm blogging.
Today:
In the twilight time between:
This is what I'm calling that period between when you get to the place and the thing starts. The twilight time between. It's like a weird limbo state really.
Nothing happened. Nothing ever happens in the twilight time between because that's the point.
First hour: Evan didn't show up. Brady and I are like where's Evan? And we don't know.
We filmed a sketch and ate hershey's kisses (yes, Evan all the hershey's kisses are gone, now).
ATC: Mrs. Catlady's class played Mr.B's class again only the freshman weren't allowed to play because "That's not fair." Um, I don't know what we did really, I didn't pay attention. I called Evan on my cell before second hour to find out what was up and I woke him up. I kinda feel bad now because he wasn't feeling well, but *shrug* I thought he was just being lazy and sleeping in. He sounded thrilled over the phone.
Lunch: We sat around and waited to leave. Crazy Legs Anwder and his crew have learned a new game. Kick the ball at us. They score a goal when they hit us. I'm going to knife that stupid pink ball if it hits me one more time.
Mythology: I made more fingerpuppets. Wee.
Then I went home and took a nap and messed with fonts until my sister needed the laptop.
That's it for today really.
I should post one of my scrapped vampire scenarios on this site. It'd fill up space. Yeah, if I can get one over here.
--- We can hide the bodies on the ride home . . .