doing my happy dance

::happy dance:: Angels beat the Yankees! ::happy dance:: Angels beat the Yankees! ::happy dance:: Angels beat the Yankees! ::happy dance::

My ideal World Series this year would be Houston vs Chicago. Cross your fingers, kiddies!

::happy dance:: Angels beat the Yankees! ::happy dance:: Angels beat the Yankees! ::happy dance:: Angels beat the Yankees! ::happy dance::

I suck at homework

I've had two weeks to work on my solo piece for Monkeys' Toybox. I haven't done a thing. Okay, that's not entirely true. I've pondered on using the opening refrain as entrance and set-up. You know, going to the toybox and getting the toy boat and pony, maybe even a veil to use as a blanket at the end. That's it. Choreography it ain't. My brain and heart just aren't in it at the moment. I can't seem to complete a single project, and that's making newer projects difficult to even begin. I don't know whether to sigh or growl in frustration at both myself and linear time. It's almost a shame the rest of the Monkeys are so tolerant. It gives me leeway to be lazy. Bad Monkey! No biscuit!