My mission as a mentor at the middle school is to keep my mentee going to school. Today was our first meeting and she didn't show up. I'm failing at keeping her in school already... I hope our next first meeting goes more smoothly.

DIE PAPERS! DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!

OH! Add a cricket falling out of the bathroom ceiling fan to the list of highlights. Yep, it was gross. Ewed me out. I'd just gotten out of the shower and had one contact in when I heard a weird noise above me. I stepped out of the way, looked up at the fan and saw that something was stuck in the light fixture. I thought a moth might have gotten in last night but nope, a little Jiminey Cricket fell from the ceiling. Closed the eye without the contact in it, tossed some kleenies on top of the little turd then smashed him with the bathroom candle. He's toast.

That was the funnest Homecoming ever. Highlights from the weekend include: Liz was here. She stopped at work and tried on almost every piece of leather we have. Saturday I went to the football game with Liz, Paul and Tracy. The way Liz said hello to Kyle Miller. I got to wear my purple hat. Lasagna with Missy, Paul, Liz, Tracy, Amy and Schish... YUM. Everyone and their crazy drinking games. Forever in Blue Jeans (Money talks but it don't sing and dance and it don't walk). Schyde's with everyone... dancing, finding Ryan, Johnny and a dollar. Liz lived out one of her life goals... having a shot and picture taken with Lane... as in Lane, brother of Kyle Carlson and one of the two Abercrombie Twins, then taking Kyle's picture from afar. Perkins with Liz and Ryan (him in her jacket, psh psh psh, lots of laughing, "hey Sara, if I can blow a heart with an arrow through it we'll go on a date....... yeah, we're not going on a date," pertnear every thing else Dunton said and the stolen mints). And today I was a lazy bum all day long... I even took at nap at Missy's. Overall it was an excellent weekend.

Happy Blog Day to Me, Happy Blog Day to Me! Happy Blog Day Dear MeeeeeEEE! Happy Blog Day to Me! Today I have been blogging for a whole year! WOO HOO! I'll keep up the good work.

I was talent for the work commercial yesterday. It was quite embarassing and will continue to be for as long as the commercial runs on television. Sheesh. My "acting" was to zip up a leather jacket in front of a mirror... I did some hair flips, a cheesy smile and tried not to roll my eyes. The camera man asked me if I'd modeled before... I wanted to tell him to bite me but said no instead. Cripes, I'll let you know when it airs.

Nothing exciting happened when Missy and Paul came over to show us her present... I'll just continue to wait patiently.

NEW SHOWS ARE ON TONIGHT!!!! Final season of Friends... tear. But woo hoo for new episodes!

I CAN NOT wait for the next 21 minutes to pass. Missy and Paul are coming over to show us Missy's birthday present... I WONDER WHAT IT COULD BE!!! KEY-RIPES I'm excited!!!!! I could PEE!

Happy Birthday Missy and Jeff.

I will be skiing on Friday December 5th at Welch Village until 3am. That means there are 78 days for me to get skis tuned and waxed, and 79 days for me to be a giddy idiot about the approaching ski season.

The Halloween costume search has begun. Trace, Amy and I tried but were not successful in our attempt to find duds at the GoodWill in LAX, perhaps this Sunday will prove to be more fruitful. I will not be posting the costume idea here on the internet because I worry people might steal it... yes, it is that good of an idea and you'll just have to wait until Halloween to see it.

Happy Birthday Tom.

Lakeview closes for the season this Sunday... better get there quick to get your fix for the winter. If you need me this week look for me there.

I got up too early. I'm ready for class but it doesn't start for 45 minutes. Poop to that.

The plan for today was to catch some of the last rays of summer sun in the backyard. I brought my blanket, pillow and homework out to the hammock then went back inside to get some water and the phone. I stepped out onto the back step, looked down and said, "Good Lord! It's grasshopper season!" The mother of all grasshoppers was sitting on the sidewalk waiting to attack me. I did an about face, closed the porch door and looked longingly out the window at the hammock where my homework still sits. The moral of the story is: I can't do my homework because it's outside with the grasshoppers.

I've just had a lovely evening of singing, dancing and being goofy with Amy Kay and T Diddy. We laughed, we cried and dutch ovened and pantsed eachother... it was great.

School started today. Poop is all I have to say to that.