I just put the rugrats to bed. I've seen High School Musical twice today (with a "Bring it On" chaser on ABC Family) and my eyes and ears are about to bleed. If I didn't diddle myself to Zac Efron under my grandmother's crocheted throw during the second (singalong!) showing, I'd be ready to slaughter someone right now. As it is, I'm just depressed at missing out on all the fun (albeit less tense). Hope you maniacs are having a wonderful time!