Several Boring Topics

Being as none of us have seen Fleg all weekend and we were tired of asking "where's rebecca?", I took the initiative and peeked in her room to see if she was sleeping and we had just been missing each other. No Fleg. The verdict: she's either gone home for the weekend, or she's been attacked and her body is lying in the river valley somewhere. These things happen.

Today is the infamous house cleaning day, which I love because the house looks so pretty on Sunday nights. I'm on kitchen this week, and I am going to disinfect like a crazy woman. And it had better stay that way, or ELSE. Dire consequences will be thought up. I just have this thing about the place I prepare/eat food having to be clean and sanitary.

I work today for the third day in a row. I don't know if I like this working consecutive days when I'm trying to also get homework done, but I really like money, so I guess I'll take it. I'll just have to stay up late and do homework tonight. But that's okay, because I have a cute new coffee maker, and Mark tells me that they said on the news that coffee is good for you, so I'm in the clear. mmmmm....coffee.

Thanksgiving is this weekend...mmmm pumpkin pie. I HEART pumpkin pie, so there had better be some waiting for me, or else I will commandeer the kitchen (commandeer, nautical term heehee) and make my own when I get home. The Fort home, not here home. Got that's confusing. This is technically my home, so what do I call the Fort home? My parent's place? I don't know. Suggestion box is open.