Good Morning Cuffaro!

Oye, I woke this Monday morning sweating and trying to decipher wether I had a good or a bad dream, but it was more like a reheated-pizza dream, where some spots were good, and others, just plain disgusting.

I tried to make my weekend productive, I really did.

Friday I went to A-team practice with much threatening from Max (God forbid I didn't) and home with Elana, who also came, when Max ditched me. Didn't mind riding with the Bobelis's though...and don't you say anything Laura :P

Saturday...Library and Farmers Market. YUMMM! Brian came and ran with me during the night, so we talked about, things we usually talk about.

Sunday was better, the overcast was more spotty and I got to improvise at my piano teacher's Stienway for an hour. I got a little work done too, but only a small percentage of that was actually stuff I neeeeded to do. Whatever.

And now I have to get ready for school...ugh. Another week won't be so bad.