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Sleepy Cake
Nov. 19th, 2008 10:06 pmToday at work I was on a mission. From the moment I got there, I had a broom in hand, and I swept EVERYWHERE, and after that I grabbed a rag and scrubbed all the counters, and I made sure Carmen saw it. Overcompensation? Yes, definitely. But Carmen actually said thanks for sweeping the floor, which surprised the hell out of me, so I guess it was a good idea. I feel slightly better about things today.
But the result is that now my body feels like an old ragdoll and I'm just about ready to drop. It has not been a good week...I've gotten maybe 3 hours of sleep since Monday...well, actually more like 5 if you count when I passed out on my floor for about 2 hours earlier this afternoon. But that wasn't particularly refreshing. The aggravation of my sleep deficit is exacerbated by the fact that I have a meteorology exam on Friday morning, so the sleep forecast for tomorrow night is not looking particularly promising either.
I could/should just go to bed right this second, but I'm reluctant because I haven't found time to finish the gay lawyer mystery, and I have a discussion of it first thing in the morning. The frustrating thing is that it's actually *really fucking good*, enough so that I actually care about getting it spoilt. I guess I could skip the discussion (and sleep in <3 ), but the TA actually knows who I am and would have my hide. Le sigh.
Oh man, this is so random, but you know what movie I have been jonesing to see for WEEKS? ...About a Boy. Anyone remember it? The British one.
Sueño con andar contigo, las jacarandas sembrando un sendero de pétalos lavandas atrás de nuestro camino.
But the result is that now my body feels like an old ragdoll and I'm just about ready to drop. It has not been a good week...I've gotten maybe 3 hours of sleep since Monday...well, actually more like 5 if you count when I passed out on my floor for about 2 hours earlier this afternoon. But that wasn't particularly refreshing. The aggravation of my sleep deficit is exacerbated by the fact that I have a meteorology exam on Friday morning, so the sleep forecast for tomorrow night is not looking particularly promising either.
I could/should just go to bed right this second, but I'm reluctant because I haven't found time to finish the gay lawyer mystery, and I have a discussion of it first thing in the morning. The frustrating thing is that it's actually *really fucking good*, enough so that I actually care about getting it spoilt. I guess I could skip the discussion (and sleep in <3 ), but the TA actually knows who I am and would have my hide. Le sigh.
Oh man, this is so random, but you know what movie I have been jonesing to see for WEEKS? ...About a Boy. Anyone remember it? The British one.
Sueño con andar contigo, las jacarandas sembrando un sendero de pétalos lavandas atrás de nuestro camino.
