Another Day, Another Dollar

I actually worked a full day today. Sweet baby jesus in a blender, this is gonna suck! LOL Not the work. That's pretty easy. And the time seems to go by fairly quickly. But I didn't get home til 9:30 this morning with a class at 6, and tomorrow is the same but a class at 1, with a dance class I'd like to attend at 12. I may need to forgo the dance class. So, on the menu for today is Oral Interpretations. We're supposed to find something short to read as an ungraded first performance, and I'm hoping I can use something I've written because I can't find anything published that really reflects me at all. I'd like to read from my play. I'd really like to do Anger, as I could really get into that. But, as it happens, I was seriously pissed off when I wrote that section and it's liberally peppered with profanity, which may not go over well. I'm going to read Depression instead. I get to cry. I think I can actually do it, too. Didn't sleep long or well, which is why I'm up way earlier than I need to. But HUZZAH! I caught that bastard mouse that has been taunting me! As we speak he's caught in a glue trap. Still wiggling, though. I need him to be a bit less lively before I chuck his furry mouse pooping ass in the garbage. Now, as long as he didn't bring any little bastard mouse friends with him, I should be rodent free now. I seriously hate mice.