Please give me a cigarette in a smoking place

I have a new yahoo e-mail address for those of you who e-mail me from time to time. Click on the same link to get to it, it's updated. The reason I switched, I'll have you know, is that I got disgusted with my previous web mail provider (known colloquially as "The Devil") when they ran the Laura Bush ad. She had her usual stoned-seeming countenance, and was taking some really daring stance on education, like 'children should read' or something. That Laura, she's so scrappy! Always on the cutting edge of every issue, she. But my feeling is that it's bad enough that I am constantly confronted with ads on my e-mail account for either losing weight or getting some. Now this? No thank you, g'bye!

Wht's going on other than that? Well, not much. It's hard not to be spendy like I have been for the past several years, but I'm adjusting slowly. I am worrying vaguely about moving and what that will entail... I may store some of my stuff here and come and get it in shifts, rather than move everything at once. I have some time between the point when my lease starts and the point when school starts, so I'll have time to travel back and forth. And that will be good, too, because I'll be able to see my friends a few more times, I can ease into goodbye instead of just breaking with IC and trying to figure out BN all in one big swoop (does it have to be a "fell swoop"? It can just be big, right?).

I got my hair cut, but it looks the same. Just a trim, really.

I guess the plays have been eating up most of my thoughts and time. I haven't really done any research on my characters in a while, because I have so many ample opportunities to make excuses about that.

Oh, my God, I'm so boring...

Droooool....