Yesterday I cooked some cow for lunch. I threw the package in the trash. Later in the day I walked by Nancy's cage and it was it in there. She is a beast. And she wonders why she has to have a cage.

It's my least favorite class day (read I hate it passionately). I have something due and I have to clue what it is. Neat beyond neat.

I've been trying to think of something to call and tell my parents for April Fools Day, but all I can think of are I'm getting married or I'm prego and neither one are funny AT ALL.