There are no pockets in a Shroud.
I don't want to do my homework! I don't want to do my homework- lalalala!
Not much has been going on. I bought some CDs from the Salvation Army. The Cranberries, Wilco, Train, and Third Eye Blind. Decent condition. A dollar apiece. Of course this is ignoring the fact that it is really super rare that I would actually listen to a CD. Too much hassle. Also a copy of Wuthering Heights, which I am 75% sure I don't already have. This month is supposed to be the month of Frugality and already that has failed. Last month's credit bill was astronomical. And it wasn't because I lost my credit card and someone bought a new car. (I found my card later that night, in a picture pocket of my wallet) It was $255 of my clothes, books, and clothes and books. I got a little fast and loose with my miserly ideals and spent a bit more than usual on pants and shirts before splurging online for some books that I've been wanting.
One day I will catch up on my spending. Maybe. Possibly. If there's nothing good on Tv.
In better news I've set up a revolving CD which means I'll be getting better interest than the darned savings account. But that is probably less interesting to people who are not me.
I did well on a math quiz and actually talked to other people today. There is a guy in one of my classes that looks like a loan shark and my American Lit teacher looks completely freaked out every day of class. I feel like I should hand her an airsick bag.
And I'm just rambling. My Russian is going better, my reading of Persuasion is going worse. I just can't get interested in it.
I should go to bed soonish.

-- G 'Bye, Sonya --

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