This is Jeremy updating Katelyn's LiveJournal. Katelyn has unfortunately been neglecting this wonderful opportunity to spread her being out into the digital aether and to make of you all devoted slaves. More's the shame, eh?

So, perhaps I should narrate the events transpired since her last post. Things go like this:

Laughter. Jumping up and down. Running quickly in circles (she almost catches her ta[il|le]). Sporadic drinking of lemon-drop martinis in lieu of studying silly stuff. Studying. Being distracted. Writing a paper. Driving like a bat out of hell to Miami. Getting (progressively) affected, tipsy, soused, sloshed, and hammered. Dancing. Dancing under the influence. (Drinking sprinkled liberally about, like drops of holy water on an expectant congregation.) Driving like a bat out of hell pursued by An Other. Only like a bat flying backwards in time. Back to Share-a-soda. Cleaning. Eating. Jumping up and down. Laughter. Cleaning.

And I suppose that's about it.

I would like to write something good as a first entry...but that's just not going to happen after two hours of sleep. For now all I have to say is Happy Birthday Tracy, Damn You David and Jeremy for roping me into this, and I think I'm going to start having random quotes so here it goes...

Jeremy on Fashion: "My main concern is will this keep me from dying of exposure?"