AP Euro, Adrien Brody, and Blogging

My glands are swollen. And I am in Euro. Also, I am not very cool, as is becoming rapidly apparant by Sophie's ring of Sri Lankian(?) bloggers. They are cool. They have friends, and dance, and go camping in tents made of blankets, and ride trains, and take really cool pictures of wasps. Not my kind of wasp, either, it's the kind that is yellow and buzzes. Also, they are very pretty and tanned.

Sophie has moved on mow to researching the Warsaw ghetto uprising, as per Mr. Osman's directions, which I am choosing to rebelliously ignore! I feel dangerous. As dangerous, you might say, as a Nazi in Poland. (Not quite...)

Due to the lack of both point and direction, I will now discontinue my post.