please excuse me; I'm terribly happy

Sometimes I get the strangest feeling that I'm happiest when I have seven different things to do all at the same time. Then again, three of those deal with film music...

Horrifically long e-mails from good friends might also be contributing to my current semi-hyperactive state. And dinner with my godparents and my pseudo-sisters only makes things better! Dare I say that I feel like I might almost be on top of things?

But among other things, the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy movie really doesn't hold well for a second viewing.

pity I never really liked looking things up in the dictionary

I guess I've been either reading too much AP Euro in one sitting or have stared at my tiny conspiracy theorist notes on four pages worth of post-its that I took on the Alias score for "Authorized Personnel Only Pt.1" and "So It Begins" because I'm currently going through "technically this is in English but after awhile it might as well be specks of moss on a rotting tree trunk that happens to form letters."

My sentences are getting way too long. I always did have trouble not using too many prepositions at once.

Only 4 more pages of editing to go in my abundant spare time...