tsukikage

By the time I got home from class, Pat was gone. Wah... :( Apparently he was going to lend me his key, too, but all I would have used it for would be to use plop down on his courch and watch TV, which Jim probably wouldn't have liked...
I'm really glad I don't have to go home this weekend, though. (Do res hall residents?) I also think I have the place to myself for the weekend, which is ueber-sweet. Just need to be careful not to let things go out of hand, lest she come home earlier than expected on Sunday and get annoyed at the place being a pigsty.
Trying to decide what to do with rest of the day, and in what order. Including when to sleep (options being now until 10-ish, now until the morning, or 10-ish until the morning). I also need to clean my room and want to put together the basics of my Hiroshima presentation so Rob can look it over for me tomorrow.
Passion! Reminds me of SAKURA ドロップス, especially the drummers. The dress she wears is a gorgeous, crazy one, too. Can't wait until the real thing comes out...

Pat just called. I'm sad... If I had known he'd be leaving before 3 p.m., I probably would have come home to finish my LASK paper...
And I jsut told him it made me too disappointed to talk to him, and asked if I could get off the phone, so I'm off now. In more ways than one.