RIP, Tony Curtis. You sound like you could be a bit of a jerk sometimes, but you're in my favorite movie ever and you make me laugh with your Cary Grant impression, so you get a pass.

In other news: it was my first day back at prison tutoring today. It went really well--better than all my days last semester--and I was paired with the same teacher and had some of the same students, so I can build on my success. So that's good.

I have come up with the best weekend schedule ever.
Today: Nothing. (I got up at 6:50 for prison, after all, and then was a nonstop motion blur until my only class of the day ended at 12:30). Except the froomies and I are seeing Toy Story 3 for free tonight.
Tomorrow: Thesis! Erm...Julian.
Saturday: Regular homework.
Sunday: Everything else.
Perfect.