EXPLOSIVE news on the homefront!

Tom's new name is Tomothy.
He might start an explosive rumor if he's not careful.
One that's not even remotely believable.
Or maybe believable, just not right now.
If that makes sense.
Dang, no one is buying chocolate! I guess things have slowed down. People are getting sick of chocolate.
Except me. And I have no money. :(
Heh, worship team is fun.
But not at 10:00 at night.
That's when the babes are sleeping.
Or SHOULD be.
Jake's kind of a pyscho. "BABYGATE, BABYGATE!"
"Bass Ackwards and Belly Up" is a pretty fantastic book. It's one of those books that gets a lot of positive feedback and actually deserves it (unlike "Twilight" or "Eragon", per se). I'm about halfway through; for some reason, it's taken me a long time to get that far. No free time, I guess.
Thank God for Thursdays.
And Liam Neeson.
And coral reefs.
It was pretty cool yesterday. It was "See You At the Pole" and Jessica and I wanted to leave PE early, and Mr. Freeman actually let us! We made in in time for the last 5 minutes or so (it took us a while to get dressed :P).
Well, gotta run, I've got babies to feed.
None of my own; I just like feeding babies!!

Tommy "social pariah" Sullivan? What are you doing here?

After eating a grilled cheese sandwich, some Fritos, apricots, baby carrots, and two cookies, eating a piece of chocolate doesn't mean I'm still hungry.
I have a new appreciation for the song "Headlights" by The Classic Crime. It doesn't seem to be about dead people at all. It's so relatable, too. I keep picturing Matt McDonald sitting with a crying girl in a car. That should so be in the music video.
Dinesh D'Souza's book, "The End of Racism", is astonishingly accurate. He's so neutral it's scary. I found myself grudgingly admitting to some of the typical white behaviors he mentions.

You Are In a Decent Mood

You aren't turning cartwheels, but you're having a pretty good day. Some ups, some downs, but overall you're coming out ahead. And who knows? Tomorrow could be even better!

What Mood Are You In?

I guess so.
Argh, school was good until science when I got a little frustrated. Apparently all problems can be solved with a little assertion, but the rumor mill is a topic not often breached. The wimpy thing to do would be, well, to not do anything, and sit uncomfortably in an increasingly sticky situation, but I don't exactly have the guts to "fix" anything. Yeah, I'm being super vague, but this is SO STUPID and probably would be less of a problem if there weren't certain people involved.
:P
20 minute run. Pretty nice. Shuffling counts, too.
You know how badly I want a puppy? So bad.