[ feeling |
le tired ]
[ hearing | the fridge? ]
I stay up entirely too late last night, well, this morning really (think 4ish), for no good reason. I just felt like it. Staying up sounded better than sleeping so I did it. Now that doesn't seem like it was the best idea. It's not even eleven and I want to just crash out. I should just crash out. But I still have some homework to finish, like critiques for my groups stories and finding a short story we can do a reader's theater of. I really do like my fiction writing class, but sometimes, like with assignments that have us "perform" a short story in our groups, not so much. And I don't read short stories on a regular basis, so that makes it all the more difficult to find one.
Moving on. It was absolutely, fantastically gorgeous out today. Except for the fact that I had heard there were supposed to be thunderstorms and none have appeared. I adore thunderstorms, so I was kind of stoked for that. Oh well, the season is young.
I almost wish I had something more substantial to say. But sleeping sounds so nice.