Feb 26, 2006 22:22
It's not been a good day. Behind in class, his make up essays haven't been completed, he's behind in his reading, he's a ridiculously conflicted about his love life, he's set to be the lead in the school play and he may have just alienated his co-star, and - in theory - his homeworld is about to be attacked.
Nice.
He eyes the leftover vodka in the bottle Sam brought over the night before and decides to stow it in the refridge till something good happens. Like if a piano falls on his head.
Still unmotivated to keep up with his class readings, he studies his lines. He'll do one thing right, at least.