Is That, Is That an Update?

It is an update. I know, I know...you don't believe it. But hey, I've been busy and it's only been a week. So now on to the updatey thing. Hmmm....ummm. Wow, I've sure had a lot going on in this past week. And by that, I mean basically very little. Wait, that is a lie. Bad bad Caitlin. I did well on a paper, and got to hang out with Craig a lot (partly because of the whole iPod/iTunes thing and partly because I think he's missing Keith like crazy...which, of course, he will never admit to. Brothers), as well as getting a chance to play with Mel, Brad, and Karen. It was a good week. To top it all off, James and I had a two hour web convo (roughly that, wasn't it?) last night, which was an excellent way to end my weekend. Not so excellent way: tossing and turning for an hour, only to wake up half an hour after that because of a frickin' zombie dream in which David Grohl fought the undead with a giant Cloud sword. And it still scared the bejeezus out of me. (I really don't know how to spell that word...begeeses, bejeazis...does it even have a spelling? Gah) Tonight I'm having a Buffy marathon with a pal of mine (Sam...she's really cool. Somehow reminds me of a Trekkie version of Jamie-Leigh)(Jamie-Leigh, I heart you). So there you have it. My life so far. Oh! Also had an ego boost thanks to Mike and his praise of my poem...thank you Mike! And now I shall whisk myself away to that hellish place I like to call reality. Ah how the sinking pit of school reeks of sulfur. More strangeness yet to come.