Crescat Sententia

Can someone tell me why, exactly, my font keeps changing? I'm not doing anything differently, but it looks to me as though it's changing.

Have I gone mad?

If you'll excuse me, I have to go investigate a beating noise in my floor.

Thum-thump.

Thum-thump.

Thum-thump.

Note to self - do not see Lord of the Rings again.

Second note to self - do not see Lord of the Rings twice in a row.

Third note to self - if the first two notes are not observed, at least make sure you've actually GOT plans afterwards.

I saw it once, and it was harmless. Long, but decent. Then some of my friends came to see it again, and I thought I was going to hang out with them afterwards, so I saw it again. But then that last part didn't work, so I came home.

Oh well. Tomorrow is another day.

At least, that's what they say.

"Anyway, send my brother something entertaining. And ask yourself: who is the stupidest person who you like anyway?"

I'm not sure how comfortable I feel with that juxtaposition.

Hmm... I'm sitting here. Witless. That is, nothing witty to say.

Another bored night at home... most nights are bored nights at home. I wish I had something important to say. Or at least the appearance that it was something important, like William's posts.

Well, tomorrow is the last day of school. Technically, it's today (according to my clock). In fifteen hours, I'll be free for two weeks. I don't know what my clsses will be doing... There could be parties in some of the classes, but you never know with "teachers." They're always all like, "No! You have to learn!" God... stupid teachers.

Keep watching the blogs, my friends.

Season's greetings, all. Last few times I tried to post, it didn't work, so this is more of a test than anything.

It's 2 o'clock in the morning, and I have glue on my fingers. Fun.