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The more tired I get, the more I zoom in on pdfs.. the closer the laptop gets to my face, and the larger the angle between my torso/femurs becomes..
= on bed with laptop on my face
Today's unordered list of recipe to make 'adjective with some connotation':
- shopping! so many good deals.. costume = 95% done
- alfalfa and goat cheese and wasabi pea salad!
- nose bleed in stats lab? (you win this time, stats.)
- sleep tonight? or write two papers?
- sleep tomorrow, or write five articles?
- partay tomorrow night!!
- cookie-cake-pie-bake on Sunday!!
- sleep Monday night, or finish all the things I probably won't get done tonight and tomorrow?
- sign up for j-term-and-extend-into-spring-term stats course?
...I think so..
// I know it's inappropriate. But the story is: every Tuesday and Thursday I wake up at 5:50. And every day at this time the nice janitor lady takes out the garbage in the dorms. However, at this pitch-black hour of the morning, when I am groggy and misanthropic, I make a grave and irrational misinterpretation of her well-meaning activities. You see, she runs, pitter-patters, up and down the stairs really, really, freaking fast. It's creepy. And I can't help thinking that maybe, it's not the janitor lady this time.
It's one of those brain-eating, fast-running, white-eyed zombies from 28 days later and it's going to mange on my cerebral cortex.
But then, I won't have to go to stats.. And thus, we learn that classes provide a silver lining for any situation.
Stay in school.
// OMMMNOOM NOMNOMNOM
