Oh what can it mean...

Here's an interesting tidbit of info that it would have been nice for my Internship prof to share with the class: the class doesn't meet on Fridays.

Grumble grumble.

There are few things that peeve me more than losing an extra hour of sleep in the morning for no good reason. And considering I stayed up an extra hour last night to get my story posted I'm even more peeved. And sleepy. Yes, I'm a sleepy Jean. And also a daydream believer. But I was never a homecoming queen.

Anyway.

I'm trying out this new-fangled concept of answering my e-mail immediately instead of putting it off until I can think of something smarter to say and thus letting it pile up to overwhelming proportions. So far it's working out pretty well.

The band has another show at Starbucks tonight. So after my second class (which I'm pretty sure is meeting today) I'll be busy all day getting ready for that. Need to finish assembling press kits for the boys to hand out around town because I can neither afford to mail them nor to drive around town distributing them.

Speaking of mail, Chad? I'm mailing your tape today. Episodes 2 - 11. Going right after class. Promise.