Be with me O Lord, for I know that Thou shalt not give me more than I can bear. Let me sleep in Your protection tonight as I may not in my bed. Why dist thou thinkest that finals shouldst be at 8 AM?
sleeping for two hours. . . then two finals. Fitting, don’t you think? Buenos suerte y bonne chance à toi. Thanks for your good luck wishes to me!

Ugh, 8 am is too close. Needing some divine intervention. . .

Ergo. . . that was the word I was looking for. Yes, I know it’s been X hours since my last post, and yes, it has been bugging me for that long. And yes, I know I am procrastinating. Sorry ‘rents!

Finals suck. 8 am sucks. Therefore, 8 am finals suck majorly. If 8 am sucks, it follows that morning is not fun either, and two finals in one day is really tough. Then one comes to the conclusion that two finals in one morning sucks times four. So my logic may be a little flawed, but you get my point.
Bio at 8 am, Dynamics at 10:30 am. Wish me luck.

Thank the Lord E&M is done with. One class down, four to go. . .

you can see how much I don’t want to study. I managed to pracrastincate for five minutes while composing this soliloquy.

no joke, I really got this fortune this morning:
Your fortune for today…
Stop surfing the Web and get to work!

‘Tis amazing how one can find as many things to do but what one must. AKA I am procrastinating hugely. And it’s midnight and I haven’t eaten. Hmmm.

I really have to study now – I got to go home last night and I did absolutely nothing in the way of studying. And time is ticking by and I am procrastinating. We got a Christmas tree today. Yay, Christmas is on it’s way!
must. . .go. . .study. . .ugh.

Haha, got this off of someone’s blog:

If I were a work of art, I would be Vincent Van Gogh’s The Starry Night. I am a tiny village at peace while overhead rages the tumult of the heavens. Objects whirl and flash around me in a fevered haze only partially reflected in reality while I remain grounded and secure in my isolation. Which work of art would you be? The Art Test

Can you believe that I actually got up on my own because I started thinking about my website? I just had to get the cliques page done. And now I am full of ideas. And I must stop now because I have a help session in 45 minutes and I still have to take a shower and eat something. Note to self, put a link to blogger and art and stories on Roswell Dreamer.

La La La. . . just thought I’d be silly and give unto you rememberances of Chunder. Chug + Thunder = Chunder. Not quite sure why, but it’s your basic “chug a beer, run a mile” x (4 miles + run-ending beer chug) for the guys and x(3 miles + run-ending beer chug) for the ladies. And man you never did see so much clear puke. How lovely. Why the cross-country runners (and even some tracksters) submit themselves to this torture I will never know, b/c I hate the taste of beer in the first place, so I could never chug it let alone run three miles with it in my stomach (but I guess that’s the point). Hmm. Okay, gonna get that clliques page done now. . .

Okie. I was up till 3 AM last night doing web design on Roswell Dreamer. I joined a whole bunch of cliques and now I have to put them up on my site so I finally got around to redesigning it totally. Man did I have fun. I sure hope I can do something like that for my job. And I was up till 4 AM reading “The Hound and the Falcon” A very good book. Gotta get back to the web design though b/c I didn’t even make a cliques page yet! Let me know what you think.

oh THANK the Lord that’s over with. Now I just have to make it through this homework and all will be well. And I don’t have to get up until one at the latest tomorrow. Yay!