I'm gorging myself on popcorn and grape juice while watching Drew Carey.

I stayed up until 2 am last night doing my Hamlet journals. Then I woke up at 4 to finish them. Then I went back to bed. Andy came over tonight and saw my pillow on the couch and asked me what was wrong with my bed. I explained to him what I did, and he said he admired my motivation. Motivation? I procrastinate like no other. I do things at the very last minute. He told me that he wouldn't do the work at all. He just doesn't care that much.

Megan, Rachael and I played with the sex dice, performing the directed things. Megan got "Massage breast" "kiss breast" and everything breast many times. And she performed them on me. (We did things circular, I got Rachael, Rachael got Megan, Megan got me.) I had a small rubber chicken in my cleavage for a long time. It was Megan's, and she liked it there. Andy told me that I'm weird, and I told him that he liked me that way.

I played bingo with old people today. It was fun. The woman at my table kept exclaiming "did we even want to play anyways?" Because she kept losing. She was really cute.

I'm going to eat a melty mint then go to sleep.

a new piece melted @11:13 p.m.