Going to bed now.

I have written a fic; it needs editing. I like it better than the last one (which means nothing), but it's a very different style than what I normally whip out. I'm a little surprised that I wrote it so quickly, too (I started it around one-thirty and ended it a little after two-thirty. One hour. Not bad).

Leilla is back from NYC and making good use of her tablet. With any luck, there will be Swizzle Stick. ^_~

Tomorrow I must do the following (hopefully before dertodesengel comes home from school -- we left off at a fun place this evening *_*):

read and outline chapter 3 for IDIS

email Beerman about the interview

skim chapters 1-5 for Sociology

look up a contemporary social issue on the net and write an analysis, including what sociology can do or has done for the understanding of said issue

write up a short description of myself, using the concepts of the looking glass self

go to Teh Site and explore the stuff. Write a reflection.

Talk about a large organization or bureaucracy and discuss the organization based on my findings from the chapters

The muscles between my left shoulder and my neck have been killing me since yesterday evening, and now I think they are waging war on my entire body. *dies a little inside* I've taken many pain killers and ordered various members of my family (read: my parents) to rub it out for me. My dad isn't as good at it as my mother, and neither of them are as good at it as Joan. I am missing the Joan right now. -_-

Heeee, crab.

Hitomi says I'm crabby. I think it's because I'm picky and displeased with "The Coat", but, whatever the reason, I think it's funny. ^.^

*grade-school giggle* crab...

(No, I'm not making fun of Hitomi, who is an absolute sweetheart. I just think the word choice was great.)

Homework. Right. Getting right on that.