In response to Eva's comment, I will review my Woody Allen night out. First off, I would love to thank my best freind ever, Erika, for taking me, it rocked. Apparently, Mr. Allen enjoys his privacy a little too much and did not say anything all night. He whispered and I dont think the people in front of him even heard him. He was the last to come and the first to leave. He is a great jazz musician and I have really grown fond of Dixie Land Jazz. That said, I had an awsome time and Woody Allen is the man - except for the recluse thing, that kinda freaks me out.

Whats goin on dooooogs? I am still at school even though my film final (which of course, I kicked ass on, metaphorical ass that is anyway) finished like 3 hours ago. I had to print out some posters from my site, I am sending them to people who bought me presents. See, thats what cool people do, buy me presents. Oviously, you can still ** buy me stuff . Also, I need to finish all my math homework, don't worry, Im working on it. And that reminds me at 3:20 I have my weekly therapist visit, so I might as well stay in the city. I didnt do so well on my math final, but who cares, not me, cause I already got into some great colleges. I wrote the new Sweeter than the Rest**, it is online, go there now (by clicking on the Sweeter that the Rest link.) When I get home I will write the new Kansas o'Rogers Chronicles, please forgive me, I fell asleep at like 9 yesterday cause I was very exausted. Well so long, farewell, and goodbye.