The sidewalks are watching me think about you.

So it's Wednesday eh? The blogging's been sparse, mostly because I have absolutely nothing to blog about. Yay St. Ratford.

Well, I've been keeping myself low-key, but I've booked myself to drive all over the countryside to visit my assorted scattered friends over the next few evenings. I had to get gas the other day and it hurt muchly. And I'm probably going to use it all up in the next three days.

Tonight I'm driving to Waterloo to see Little Miss Sunshine with my friend Jo (hey m@ it'd better be as good as you said, or you owe me gas money).

I've been dealing with *choke* the fact that I have to go back to *choke* school by doing a bit of shopping. I can't go back without new clothes after all.

The other thing I have to do before I get back to school is get a lot of my sarcasm out. Sarcasm and teenagers don't really mix, in that most of them don't get it and believe me. For example, when asked if I know swear words in Italian, I reply "I know the swear words in every single language." I had a few kids going for awhile until I broke down and started to laugh.

So, if you want to help me and can make a comment in which I can reply very sarcastically, perhaps I can get it out before September. That would be very helpful.

Huh. Well I really should get going. Sorry that I have nothing worthwhile to blog about. Perhaps I do need to back to school. As if I just said that.