Friday, March 21, 2003
Well, it is Friday, thank cats, and I am here in the library, hoping with some small degree of desperation that the librarian won't sneak up behind me.
The library is faily insane right now, since some english classes (juniors, I assume) are having their 20s day in here, with video cameras. They are many and loud. There is also some other class in here using the computers, which is mildly annoying since these are the computers for french! There may only be 5 of us, but we claim all of these computers. We signed up for 'em, we have the right.
A 20s party, by the by, is something the english department does (I believe it was the brainchild of the incomparable Ms. Ganci). Everyone gets assigned a character from the 20s (I was Al Capone in my day), and everyone dresses up like that character. Then everyone comes into school and has a party, in character, with 20s music and stuff like that. I'm not entirely sure what it has to do with either school or literature, but hey, it's a pretty good time.
Blueprint came out today. The Oscar predictions are funny, Corey and Noah ended up agreeing on pretty much everything. There are a couple of sports articles which I haven't read yet. I'll save them for math or something, when I'm not going to have much else to do. There is also a large article about the prom which I rather dislike, because it makes me rather less inclined to go to this overwrought, overblown event.
Not feeling very well... I think I'm just tired, though. I hope I'm just tired. Nothing a good 12 hours' sleep on Saturday won't cure, I'm certain.
Errrmmm... a bunch of lights just went out. Not sure why... please let there be a power outage! That would be supremely glorious.
Oh, I think the 20s people are filming or something. Our 20s party was far superior.
Today is *sniff* the last *sniff* episode of Farscape. *insert hysterical crying here* I love that show! I don't know what I am going to do with myself. It's not a show that needs to be cancelled... I mean, if they were to cancel ER, it would be like a mercy killing. But Farscape is in its prime! Farscape is cleverly written, skillfully filmed, well-acted and just generally a DAMN GOOD SHOW.
In its last year, Farscape was nominated for three, count 'em, three Saturn awards! (I don't think they've had the awards ceremony just yet). Evidently the show is doing something right! And, as I have previously brought to your attention, there are loads of Save Farscape sites, scattered all over the web. People are with me on this one! *sniffle sniffle sniffle*
Ooooh boy. Mr. Sack, our illustrious principle, is here in this very library. He just looked over and Maddie told him we were in french class, doing current events. I don't think that there is a one of us here doing current events. I think I see some games... I, of course, am blogging. Then again, I'm all done with my work for the week already. Gosh, I am so conscientious.
So anyways, Farscape. I am very, very, very upset that it is going to be *sniff* over *sniff* after tonight. The world has no pity, and neither does the SciFi network.
Give me a moment to collect myself. *sniiiiiiiiff*
"The hottest spot in hell is reserved for those who, in times of great conflict, remain neutral." --Martin Luther King, Jr.
So suck on that, neutrality!
Methinks I doth here the melodious voice of the Ganci, rising sonorously above the general furor of the library, directing her little 20s creations in their production (or whatever the heck it is they're doing).
Maybe I will paint when I get home today. Maybe I will write my english paper. Maybe I will do whatever other homework I end up having. Maybe I will do none of these productive things, preferring to sit and work my way through the Harry Potter series. Again.
Maybe I will post this blog before the class ends.