Mar 07, 2008 07:34
So, I get out of class last night after 8, and my Mammy is outside in the Prowler, and said get in we're going to Jacksonville to get your aunt b/c she's having a minor medical that could lead to something big, better safe than sorry, blah blah blah. So we drive through the heavy down-pouring of rain that we seriously needed. Now normally I would just be happy because it is raining, because we do need it and I rather like the rain, but, you see, the Prowler is a convertible, and there is a small crack in the seal between the window and the car, and so the entire time it was raining, water was dripping on me. Oh joy. We ended up folding a plastic bag and putting it in the seal and that helped some. I was still wet though. So we didn't get to Jacksonville until like....1:30 I think...might have been 2...and we went in, I went pee (story of my life lol) and took a quick tour of her house because I hadn't seen it yet, and then got back in the car. However this time we were in my aunt's car, and therefore I stayed dry lol. Now I haven't slept all that great for the last couple of nights, so I was rather tired and decided to take a nap. At 3:30 I was awakened and asked to drive, which I gladly did and didn't get home until 7. When we went to pick up my car, I remember that I'm supposed to be at the college at 9 to work on a presentation and therefore can't go to bed because I won't be able to get up.
Shoot me in the face, I am miserably tired. I could fall asleep right here on the computer. I am avoiding my bed like the plague right now. I have full intentions of sleeping all afternoon after I get home.
To top things off, last weekend I got my nails done, and I'm not sure what happened, but when I was opening the door to my car, I caught it at the wrong angle, and OMG OUCH. I used obscenities that would've impressed Lindsay. I thought I had ripped my whole damn figure tip off. It throbbed in a big way. It's still tender almost an hour later if that tells you anything. Most painful experience I've had in a long while.
This chair is painful uncomfortable, but I am finding it quite comfy right now...I just want to sleep...probably shouldn't drive to the college but I don't have a choice. I think I smell coffee that my aunt may be making...either she is making some or I'm delusional...wishful thinking maybe? It doesn't help any that we're working on a presentation for Sociology which I already love oh so much....
Why does stretching feel so good? Is there like a scientific reason for that one? I feel like there should be.
I have stopped making sense I am afraid, so I think I'm going to go locate the coffee that is quite possibly a figment of my imagination...