When there's nothing more to say. Ma vie. C'est la vie.
So I hurriedly (? um...quickly? in a hurry? yeah, one of those...) [Edit: Yes! LJ says "hurriedly" is a word! I knew I wasn't on crack! Or well...yes. Never mind.] finished my last English essay, so I could make it to Ci's for the last half of Survivor and CSI.
What can I say? Who am I to break tradition??
If I had to do a Chicago Tribune horoscope rating, Today is a 7. Some down falls, but overall, I've been. I dunno. In a good mood. Eh.
I still have to edit that last essay, and read in French, and finish 3 History assignments and study for my History test tomorrow...so off I go.
