Two AM
So here I am....2 am Saturday morning...I have to work today....and I'm not in bed. The mood to sleep just really hasn't struck me yet. I don't have anything particularly insightful to say....I'm just bored.
So far tonight...I've gone tanning, paid Wal-Mart for some crap I didn't need, gave myself a french pedicure, done two loads of laundry, painted my nails, cleaned my room, packed a bag for tomorrow night, and dyed my hair red.
What a delightfully productive evening. I wish I could say that it was out of my superior internal sense of productivity....instead it was just the fact that it's storming outside and I am terrified of storms...I mean, like, if I had my druthers...I'd be cowering in the corner covered with a thick blanket. But, that didn't seem all too attractive tonight...so I did ten million other things so I could pretend like I wasn't about to be sucked into a funnel and taken to Oz.
So far tonight...I've gone tanning, paid Wal-Mart for some crap I didn't need, gave myself a french pedicure, done two loads of laundry, painted my nails, cleaned my room, packed a bag for tomorrow night, and dyed my hair red.
What a delightfully productive evening. I wish I could say that it was out of my superior internal sense of productivity....instead it was just the fact that it's storming outside and I am terrified of storms...I mean, like, if I had my druthers...I'd be cowering in the corner covered with a thick blanket. But, that didn't seem all too attractive tonight...so I did ten million other things so I could pretend like I wasn't about to be sucked into a funnel and taken to Oz.
