I did what I thought was the unthinkable, today. I ate "southern" food. i decided that, having found some extra change lying around, that I would try *drumrolll* mashed potatoes with the whitegravy.

I won't be doing it again.

And no, my appetite was not ruined by the fact that D found hair in his salsa. No. It was the fact that the potatoes were like canned whipped cream- liquid and floofy. At least they only cost me 5o cents. Maybe someday I'll try grits. I've had gator once so I have to see how much farther "south" i can go.

One Act Rehersal tomorrow fom 3 until 5- only a few days left until the show. However, they are calling for 4 inches of snow (scoffs the locals- 4 whole inches) but if it gets me out of school and lets me do anything I want tomorrow, all will be well.