Someday we'll be together

What a nice night. Was another one of those movie moments for me. God I love those. Kierre came over and we went to the Moon for a midnight snack. The moon was full with a few clouds in the sky, casting that milky glow on everything and makes you think you're dreaming. A nice breeze blowing in from the lake that smelled like rain and midnight - that scent you can only find when the sun is gone and the moon is full. We rolled all the windows down and cruised up 41, listening to the music pounding through the night and smiling at the memories being created. On the way back from the Moon, we took the back way - a small street through the trees along the road. Green and white and blue and night, music, laughter, acceptance. These are the times I will treasure - when it seems like life can always be like that, cruising through the night with a good friend and sharing laughter and love and feeling the wind rushing up your sleeves and combing through your hair, awash in the night that has become immortal.

Tell me I'm not writer. lol.

I'm done

I am actually done. Like really really really really done. With the whole proposal. With everything. Everything is done. What has been my nightmare for the past month and a half is finally over. It is finished.

I think I need to change my underwear now because of a spontaneous orgasm.

*squee*

My friend Jenny taped the first two episodes of QAF for me! *squee*

So I cut work early and now, you know where I'll be for a couple hours.

*squee*

It's not the way that I want it; It's just the way that I need it!

Gah! I mean, GAH! But, but but!!!

Wah! Gah!

*thud*

I love my gay show.

Nite-nite, er, help?

Ugh. Oi. Blah. And Ugh some more.

Haven't been sleeping much lately, as you probably noticed. And I think I'm coming down with a cold or seomthing.

Well about 7ish tonight, after my presentation meeting was cancelled, I lied down bed to read the rest of Catcher in the Rye. The next thing I know, it's going on 9pm. Apparently I fell asleep sometime after reading four pages because the book was stuck to my face when I woke up. Only, instead of being refreshed after a nap, I'm about a thousand times more tired. And right now all I can think about is passing out and not waking up again until I need to get up for class tomorrow. My delima is that I still need to finish Catcher in the Rye for tomorrow night and there's still a hundred pages. I also need to do some research methods homework that'll take at least an hour to finish and on top of that, I need to write my Psych of Men paper. But the paper isn't due until midnight tomorrow.

So technically, I could go to bed now and sparknote the rest of Catcher, do my Research Methods homework before Psych of Men in the morning, and work on my paper intermittently through breaks tomorrow and have it done by midnight.

I'm so tired I can't fucking thrink straight, but I know I should be good and stay up and finish all of this. I'm going to go and try to read Catcher for a while and come back to see if y'all have any suggestions.

Change of plans

Yes, I'm tired. Yes, I need sleep. But what I need more - some time off.

So I'm headed to the bar with Kierre to get away for a bit. Later, dudes.