Monday night i went to bed to the sound of Primal Scream-ing Smithies. I slept for 12 hours, got up and took a shower, and napped until lunch. Forced myself to eat lunch and dinner, knowing i needed sustenance. Had protein, but wanted wegetables. After dinner i took a 3 hour nap and considered just sleeping all night but remembered i needed to revise my Spanish draft so i could spend Wednesday studying for HR. Began to panic about getting all my shit done in time. Still coughing violently. I think people in my hall were watching Showgirls. *terrifies*
Elizabeth, buenas (y originales) conexiones con lo mitológico. Hace falta aclarar algunos pasajes.
Finished fixing my Spanish paper and somehow it is after 1am. Not far.
Oh, and because i've been living on cough drops and water, lots of my baked goods have gone unconsumed. Anyone want?
Someone please tell me that Congress knows better than to take the AFA's poll on same-sex marriage seriously. [Which is not to say i don't think you people shouldn't all vote and make the results slightly more balanced.]