Jan 08, 2006 22:44
My Day
1am: very tired, but really don't feel like sleeping, so I start watching "The Baxter," which is sort of entertaining but I fall asleep on the couch.
2am: go to sleep
9am: wake up--"hey, I'm still tired...zzzzz"
11am: "wow, it's late...zzzz"
1pm: "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I could go back to sleep right now. Except I have to get up, because Sarah's coming at 2."
(cereal, coffee for "lunch")
2:15pm: Sarah comes and we mostly work on our Navajo code talkers handout, while discussing the merits of Something Corporate
4:45pm: pick up Alanna and the three of us go to *bux
(tall mocha Frappucino Light)
5:30pm: Sarah leaves FINALLY. Just kidding.
6:00pm: Me and Alanna leave.
(sausage and peppers, ziti, and Caesar salad...go Dad.)
(amazing hot chocolate not from packet--cocoa powder, Equal, dash of salt, milk/Fat Free half and half, vanilla, cinnamon)
7:00 to forever am: homework.
It wasn't even that exciting of a day, but really good for some reason. I was just thinking how being happy is kind of a choice, not all the time, but right now for me I think so. There are a lot of good things going on right now, and I don't think it's that I don't appreciate them enough, I just don't embrace them enough. Like in She's Come Undone, Mr. Pucci says to Dolores to Drink people's milkshakes, and accept their love. So that, and not procrastinate are goals for week.
P.S. this entry is a procrastination. Fuck.