Distracted by the fiber arts

So my parents have called a few times today to see what I'm up to and how exactly I'm getting to school later, etc. And each time they've called, they've asked me if I'm studying because I told them yesterday I needed to study Spanish. And I keep saying that I am.

What am I really doing? Browsing the crochet section of Craftster, wondering why on earth I can't get past a row of chain stitching without it going all wonky, and reading The Happy Hooker. Aiya. I've got to shower and stop this nonsense.