Chaos and Crazy Cat-Lovers

I dislike change. I'm just putting that out there. I really, really, strongly detest change. I mean, I cried myself to sleep when we redecorated our downstairs hall. Why? I don't know. The blue wallpaper was not very appealing, and the rug was pink, which, uhm, doesn't go with blue. Duh.
Why am I telling you this? Because today, I strolled into the cafeteria at 7:08 A.M. with my usual Monday pep. (Woo. Mondays. Rah. Rah. Rah. Can I go home now?) And to my astonishment, the cafeteria tables had been rearranged!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know. I was as shocked as you are.

Lunch was chaos. I was so confused about where to sit, and ended up next to a diseased cat-lover who keeps school supplies in his mother's shower. He made me choke on my applesauce. MY APPLESAUCE. MY NON-CHUNKY, NEARLY IMPOSSIBLE TO CHOKE ON, APPLESAUCE. I love applesauce. Anything I don't have to chew goes in my book of Things to Thank in My Acceptance Speech as Supreme World Ruler. One of my lifelong goals is to drink an entire 50 oz. jar of Market Basket brand applesauce while watching T.V. I am NOT kidding. I'll use a straw and just sit there slurping away. I figure I can accomplish that by the time I'm in college. Another one is to squeeze an entire tube of toothpaste on a mirror, then draw pictures in it. I set the bar high. ;-)

So yeah. My day was weird. But hey. In my world, weird is normal.

This weekend, I was playing with my webcam, trying to take a decent picture of me for my Penny Book, which is an ELA project that's kind of like a scrapbook. It wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. The light would be wrong, someone would walk behind me, I would drop the camera like the graceful person I am. Darned gravity.