Boredom. I love/hate the fact that I stay up late every night now. I mean I would normally love it...but there's nothing to do. Bleh. Anyway. Class was fun today, or relatively so...if you consider sitting down and drawing for hours interesting...but the people usually have the music on a jazz station which can get extreeemely irritating after the first 45 minutes or so...and I think it was starting to annoy one of the guys in the class because he jumped up and changed the station to like...KROQ or something. I'm not sure what it was. But The Hand That Feeds came on and I was working across the room and all of a sudden like 6 people start singing along to it...it was funny. The jazz people had no idea what was going on. I thought Theron would have appreciated it. But my dad decided that it had been a while since he had seen me so he picked me up early from my grandmother's house to take me to this business meeting that was being held at that big restaurant The Odyssey that you can see on the hill from the freeway over by Sylmar kinda. Probably one of the most boring things I've been to in a while. Well maybe not so much boring as...bizarre. The speakers there were strange. And I had to dress nicely so I wore my heels which killed me...but I must say I looked very good, especially around all those nearing-middle-aged frumpy engineer women at the meeting. But it was boring. The creepy part was that I think that everybody thought I was like...my dad's colleague or something because when I sat down at one empty table all the younger guys in the room abandoned their tables and sat at ours. Yeah it was disturbing. Especially when they found out that I was only my dad's daughter. Oh well... And now I'm getting tired. Lameness. Oh and Jordan - remember that idiot Nick that used to work for my dad? The one that "tripped" over our poster? He was there. He likes large black women now. It was exceedingly entertaining. So now I'm at my dad's girlfriend's house in Monrovia. I'm gonna be soooo bored tomorrow while they're at work...nothing to do...