Insomniac Theater
Onslaught in the past twenty-four hours - my b. I'm into numbering now, too, which goes to show that I'm just as tired of me as you are.
- So in this article that discusses Senator Obama's race, there is someone quoted in the first few paragraphs whose job is said to be a "cultural critic". WHERE IN THE EFF WERE THESE JOBS WHEN I HAD TO PICK A CAREER TO RESEARCH IN NINTH GRADE??!?!
- At midnight-thirty, I boxed all of my books. It took three large stackable containers to hold every book, but I filled each to the brim and had just enough room. See how the seventh move this year has come in handy? Just call me the Moving King. I rule.
- I ran today. I still hate running. I'm liking not smoking a lot more, though, so maybe once that seriously kicks in, I'll be able to quit with the running. Except for the part where I was smoking all those years cuz - newsflash - I have an oral fixation and, therefore, I'm eating instead. So maybe the running will continue. Sucks.
- Ooh! OH! I'm giving a whole bunch of things to the Salvation Army, which I'm a big fan of. Anywho, in doing a hundred students' FAFSAs this year and pouring all over their parents' financial records for the year I found out that when you donate items you get to .. uh, write a number on a line and deduct ... okay, I don't know, but it is good and I'll figure it out next January. Anyway, imagine six hundred shirts and lamps and whatnot - my taxes are going to thank me. http://www.salvationarmyusa.org/usn/www_usn_2.nsf/vw-text-dynamic-arrays/D477340FFA28755C8525743D0049D1EF?openDocument
- I slept for like five hours last night and didn't fully wake up till one this afternoon. Now, one thirty, and I can't go to sleep. I hate life.
