steady as she goes...
I think that recently there has been too much to say, and too few words to express what is going on. This is most likely a result of the fact that I truely have no idea what is going on. I have basically been walking around in a daze - unsure of what to do, and how much time has passed since I have truely been lucid. This is the result of a weeks worth of sleep deprivation, an unexpected romantic possibility and a serious issue of stress. It seems that the days are passing quickly by, and my schedule and workload is simply increasing at outragous levels.
I guess I should explain how my schedule went from the lazy-sit-around-all-day pace of last week, to the current one which has me contemplating taking Maura's pain killers, which will at least give me a half-hour of loopiness, if not a few hours of sleep. See, I decided to go back to work this week, and the bakery scheduled me all weekend (even though I requested Saturdays off). Then, I had work at my dads office again, and Xander to pick up. Last Saturday night, Maura broke her leg. It's a weird break, and she will be getting surgery next week, and for a few months after that she will be stuck in bed (mostly because she does not want to do anything while on crutches...whatever). And because Adam totaled his car, the only way she can see her boyfriend is through me. YAY for me! So, I have to drive them to see eachother everynight. I hate my generous heart!
Tuesday night I had a date, which postponed my Tueday night dinner with my mom until Wednesday. Wednesday I also had to pick up my sister from school, and I had a midterm. And now, with my mom going out of town, and me housesitting for her, my sister has decided this is the perfect time to throw a party at our house. Grrrr...I have homework to do! She should be staying with my dad, not throwing a rager, which I will be enivitably blamed for.
So, here I am, at work...trying to do my homework. I have a film analysis due by Sunday, and a BIG term paper due on Friday...which I haven't done any research for yet. But, I cannot concentrate worth shit, because of the stress and the sleep deprivation (and my flip-floping mind over whether or not to call the guy I had a date with).
I can't wait until the Summer. I am gonna quit all my jobs and run away to Europe (or so I say...).If anything, I think I am gonna not go to school on Monday - I want ONE day to sleep in. Just one day!!
One plus about this whole thing - I have been thinking more and more about writing. I have actually started work on my "jessica darling" script, which is more for fun then anything else. Just the practice of writing is good for me. I also came up with an idea for this book I am going to try and write this Summer. It will be in three parts, all which examine the effects of an "almost affiar." I think it will help me come to terms with some of the Chris crap, and I think that the viewpoints of each person could be really interesting. I am going to examine the reasons for continuing a dead relationship when there is the opportunity for something newer and more exciting, the comfort that comes from the people that know you best, and the out-of-character things we do when pressed with hard decisions. Basically, I am going to write about how we all like to self-destruct. Should be interesting in any case.
I guess I should explain how my schedule went from the lazy-sit-around-all-day pace of last week, to the current one which has me contemplating taking Maura's pain killers, which will at least give me a half-hour of loopiness, if not a few hours of sleep. See, I decided to go back to work this week, and the bakery scheduled me all weekend (even though I requested Saturdays off). Then, I had work at my dads office again, and Xander to pick up. Last Saturday night, Maura broke her leg. It's a weird break, and she will be getting surgery next week, and for a few months after that she will be stuck in bed (mostly because she does not want to do anything while on crutches...whatever). And because Adam totaled his car, the only way she can see her boyfriend is through me. YAY for me! So, I have to drive them to see eachother everynight. I hate my generous heart!
Tuesday night I had a date, which postponed my Tueday night dinner with my mom until Wednesday. Wednesday I also had to pick up my sister from school, and I had a midterm. And now, with my mom going out of town, and me housesitting for her, my sister has decided this is the perfect time to throw a party at our house. Grrrr...I have homework to do! She should be staying with my dad, not throwing a rager, which I will be enivitably blamed for.
So, here I am, at work...trying to do my homework. I have a film analysis due by Sunday, and a BIG term paper due on Friday...which I haven't done any research for yet. But, I cannot concentrate worth shit, because of the stress and the sleep deprivation (and my flip-floping mind over whether or not to call the guy I had a date with).
I can't wait until the Summer. I am gonna quit all my jobs and run away to Europe (or so I say...).If anything, I think I am gonna not go to school on Monday - I want ONE day to sleep in. Just one day!!
One plus about this whole thing - I have been thinking more and more about writing. I have actually started work on my "jessica darling" script, which is more for fun then anything else. Just the practice of writing is good for me. I also came up with an idea for this book I am going to try and write this Summer. It will be in three parts, all which examine the effects of an "almost affiar." I think it will help me come to terms with some of the Chris crap, and I think that the viewpoints of each person could be really interesting. I am going to examine the reasons for continuing a dead relationship when there is the opportunity for something newer and more exciting, the comfort that comes from the people that know you best, and the out-of-character things we do when pressed with hard decisions. Basically, I am going to write about how we all like to self-destruct. Should be interesting in any case.