Today's mood: Tired but elated
Today's song: "Existence", Kevin Max
Today's Webcomic: AntiHero for Hire
Today's Quiz:

You should wield a Bow and Arrow!

Find out Which
weapon from Inu Yasha should you wield.

Speaking of InuYasha,
I finally sat down and read some last night. While I don't have any overly gushing response to it, it was very entertaining. If not for the lack of color, it'd almost be like watching the animation, the way everything flowed so smoothly. I'm guessing that's why the manga artist is so popular.

There were two different stories, with two different demons. And violence. Nothing too gratuituos, but the second half was a bit gruesome. And there was humor. And I'm guessing Shaun and Flora had already tried to explain the "sit, boy" thing half a year ago, but either they didn't or I wasn't really listening. And and and...

Heh. Let the English Majors strike me down. ^_~

Anyways, "InuYasha" has grown on me for reading. As for keeping, I'm not quite there yet, but we'll see. (I blame Jamal. He's corrupting me. Again. ^^)

Last Night
I had my evaluation. I scored extremely high in everything that mattered to me, and relatively high in everything else. Shannon threw in a raise for both my ToGo and Expo shifts, so I'm all happy and stuff.
Danita's grabbed my Tues. morning shift, which is good--I can sleep in a bit, then go to the Circle meeting with the Area Director. And Danita's also debating about taking my shift tonight. On the one hand, that'd be awesome; I'd get a break from my doubles, and she could make money. On the other hand, I need my money too, and I'm so weird about giving my baby (Friday night ToGo regulars) over to someone else when I'm always supposed to be there.
Yes. I am weird.

One last thing
Had the weirdest dream last night. A group of people and I were in this large wooden room shaped like a church's sanctuary (high, peaked ceiling, etc). For some reason, I was on trial, and yet I was in the back of the room. People (and there weren't many on the left side, just mostly on the right) kept accusing me of being a bad person for reading certain things or playing certain games. I kept saying that, since I didn't believe in them, what did it matter? This guy next to me had this big animal puppet on his lap and started to play a familiar tune on the piano in front of him.

I remembered shouting about Shel Silverstein in my defense (?!?), and the people got up for a break. While we were all gone, the guy (Shel?), whose tune the puppeteer had played and who was now being accused, walked to the middle back of the room, trying to fix something. Some huge thing falls on him and he gets flattened into a square.

We come back, and gasp. I'm Lisa Simpson and at the front of the room now. I'm trying to defend Shel when Krusty the Satanic Clown poofs into being, and rouses the crowd into believing Shel is evil. I was so confused I woke up. An hour before I'm supposed to be up. *growls darkly*

Still rainy. Have an "almost-end-of-March" day.