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12.01.2006


sometimes your body just says NO...

so i've been bustin my ass to make up for everything i didn't do over the thanksgiving break. my 11 or so hours of sleep since sunday morning finally caught up to me last night. i was planning on going to bed around four and waking up at around 10, thereby catching up on my sleep. unfortunately, i made the mistake at 3 in the morning of taking my feet off the floor. it has long been known in our house that sitting in our couches, which are big and overstuffed, is fine... but as soon as you take your feet off the floor you are done for. i was leaning back on the arm with my legs stretched out over the sofa in front of me, my laptop on my lap, as i tried to think up suggestions for verifying and measuring the results of our made up B2B marketing plan for mayfield dairy. i closed my eyes to think real hard... and then opened them this morning at 11:30, sitting in the the exact same position and with my laptop still open on my lap.

the first thing that went through my head as i looked down at my laptop, tapped the touch pad and watched it spring to life was this damn battery lasts for freakin-ever... the second thing was that i couldn't believe i hadn't moved in the middle of the night and sent my laptop crashing to the floor. completely disregard the fact that it cost me $1400 and i haven't bothered to get the apple care package for it yet... all of my homework and papers and presentations are on it!! i would have lost everything... at least temporarily. that would have SUCKED. i guess with my clumsy streak lately, it was just my turn to get lucky.

so tonite i should be working on a paper, but i got home from my 8-11 class and decided... screw it. i work best under pressure anyways right? why not just put those other two papers off until sunday night. besides, i'll be able to work on them during the 6 hours of driving back and forth to savannah... or even while i'm in savannah. so i heated up one of my single-serve pizzas (with mushrooms... damn you huey for not eating food i bought for you) and sat and watched the office. it has got to be my favorite show on television because i have never watched an episode and thought eh, i could have prolly skipped that one. the truth is, you could skip most of them because it isn't some really complicated storyline like on lost. i couldn't skip one though... they are just too damn funny.

so even though i promised myself i wouldn't worry about it, it's starting to get to me. christmas party... i'm starting to make mental lists in my head which are competing with my school mental lists and the endless lists of stuff my mom needs me to do. i want this party to come off really well. more importantly, i want a lot of people to be there to see it come off really well. response is slow on the evite and it is driving me crazy. it's very close to the feeling i get at the end of the semester. i draw a breath, say *whew* thank god finals are done, then start worrying about when grades come out. am i a little uptight sometimes? perhaps, about some things. i balance it out with not caring a damn about a lot of other things though. i just want to scream out "it's the last one dammit!! doesn't that mean anything!!!" i guess it just doesn't really.

time for some cake batter icecream and bed... yum, yum.

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posted by megs at 00:33


 
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