I had a dream last night that I was out hitchhiking and the Who picked me up. O_o;; wtf. I know that Pete and Roger are nice guys, but I very seriously doubt that they'd pick up a hitchhiker who's dancing to music in her HEAD.

It was funny, though.

It's hot in my room. Like, 80something degrees hot. I like it that way; I can't stand being in temperatures below 75, and Dad likes keeping it around 68. Yech. I've got my window open, the blinds pulled up, and I'm sitting right next to it. :3 Toastyyyyy! And it's a gorgeous day outside, so that's all the better.

I've been hiding in my room with the door closed since I got up. D: 'Cos I don't wanna go driving nyan!