(no subject)
i keep jumping one day ahead of myself. friday night, i thought it was saturday. saturday, i thought it was sunday. i thought yesterday that i was almost halfway done with the week, and today i thought "tomorrow will be two weeks until i go home!" i think i'm way too tired.
on sunday i fell asleep around midnight and slept til 930. even woke up early and felt rested. no snooze button required. i wish i had the discipline and lacked the anxiety to get to bed like that every night. i was all motivated last night, thinking "i can totally do that again," but i stayed up later on purpose because i wanted to be coherent when david called after band practice. but then his telephone died and text messages were all he could manage so i was pissed that i gave up sleep for a few text messages instead of an actual call.
and i've done the same thing tonight. he should be home soon and i can talk to him on the webcameratelephone. but its 130. done it again, i am so lame. and hungry. and my nails look terrible. i think i have my father's nails, all stumpy and weird shaped. they deserve to be bitten the way i bite them.
i want some arbys.
on sunday i fell asleep around midnight and slept til 930. even woke up early and felt rested. no snooze button required. i wish i had the discipline and lacked the anxiety to get to bed like that every night. i was all motivated last night, thinking "i can totally do that again," but i stayed up later on purpose because i wanted to be coherent when david called after band practice. but then his telephone died and text messages were all he could manage so i was pissed that i gave up sleep for a few text messages instead of an actual call.
and i've done the same thing tonight. he should be home soon and i can talk to him on the webcameratelephone. but its 130. done it again, i am so lame. and hungry. and my nails look terrible. i think i have my father's nails, all stumpy and weird shaped. they deserve to be bitten the way i bite them.
i want some arbys.