ahh the sound of hideous beginner violins

I started off reading. Really I did. Then my cat decided to take it upon herself to force me to put the book down. She climbed onto the sofa, so I decided to be nice and accommodate her. (naturally) I lied down so that she could lie on my torso and purr herself into a frenzy. (And drool, because my cat has some sort a defect where little drops of water come out of the sides of her mouth when she purrs? Whatever… it’s gross. We deal with it.) She’s purring, I’m petting and scratching her ears… then she starts to fall asleep. I know this because the purring ceases to exist, and yet she’s not moving. This means she’s content, and just way too tired to purr anymore. So I’m thinking, alright, well, I’m really tired, aren’t I? Band is killing me, getting up at 7 or whatever. I need sleep… I should just let myself fall asleep. And I did.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRING! BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRING! “ERIN! Do you have that????” calls my sister from the living room, where she’s teaching violin lessons. Um, NO? At this point, I’m realizing that I’d fallen asleep on the couch… and my cat apparently fell on me… and there’s no phone in site. Only within hearing. (OY) I try to stand up, which quite convinces my cat to get up off of me, then race upstairs and grab the portable phone which was in the SAME ROOM as my sister. Grr. I answer the phone, and it’s Nate. I attempt to have a somewhat intelligible conversation with him, then hang up. Not a clue if he thought I was sane or not. I have a habit of slurring my words when I’ve just been rudely awakened… kind of in shock, you know?

I’m still sort of… well… foggy, if you will. I had a glass of Dr. Pepper to wake myself up. It’s not really kicking in yet. Except for making me have to use the bathroom. But that’s just going to have to wait. I’m too lazy to get up now. Besides, I’m on a role here.

*frowns* Except for I’ve run out of things to say?

Oh, Jared’s online. Thank God.

Guess who’ll be at the concert tomorrow! JANE! Jane’s going with Emily… how exciting is that? Aww, yeah favorite sophomores! I’m really not sure who all is going besides them. But as long as they’re there… I’ll have fun. I’m pretty sure Meg is going? I’m not really sure if we’re supposed to go together??? I just don’t remember. I think I’m suffering from squad leader’s alzheimers. I’m inventing the disease.

I just titled the entry. They really try, but this one kid is practically BUTCHERING… oh, what is this? Some Suzuki piece. I don’t remember what it’s called. Oh well.

IT’S ALIVE! MY MOUSE IS ALIVE! I repeat, Huston, we HAVE a problem! Oh my goodness… I’m typing to Bren, and all of a sudden my mouse just starts on goin down the screen. What is THAT? Did I TELL you you could move? I think not. It’s possessed, I tell you.

With that, I’m being

~swept away in the fog~

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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