i just keep posting...
i figure if i just keep posting entries, that the ten minutes until i get to leave this cage that some like to refer to as the lobby will go faster...
i am so tired
not just of working desk, although i think that is contributing greatly to my fidgetiness (i love making up words)...
i'm also hungry as all get out...
i was hoping to eat a nice tasty burrito from qdoba with lots of beans and cheese and guacamole on it, but i guess it just wasn't meant to be...
i shouldn't have been holding out for the qdoba action...but i did, and now my tummy is threatening to kill me if i don't feed it something else first...
but the only food that you don't have to cook in my room is jelly beans and dry bran cereal...not so tasty...but...i will be eating that for lack of anything else...
ack!
**listens to stomach grumbling away**
i know i'm rambling, but i'm okay with that...i'm just trying to pass these last two minutes...two more...
it's time for an interesting (by my standards), yet utterly useless piece of information...
it's about five degrees cooler if you sit in front of the computer than it is anywhere else in blazer hall...man, i'm glad i'm wearing a sweater...and socks...otherwise, there is the left-big-toe issue
wouldn't it be sad if i got frostbite from sitting in the lobby of the dorm?
craziness
there is only one minute left before midnight!
mmmmmmm...sheep
well, that came out of nowhere...
wow...i have so many connections to sheep...
there's the lovely bec-o, who drew me the lovely page 'o' sheep that day in choir...
then there's the scary lambuel the christian scientist...or rather, the head of lambuel, that spins around and says, "whoa"...
and how about those counting sheep commercials on tv...i don't even remember what they are for...something to do with sleep, i hope
and who could forget one of the best songs ever..."sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell"...ah, good times, good times
well, enough about sheep
now onto sleep........
later taters
**disclaimer: i am not responsible for extreme randomness, due to extreme tiredness**
:)
i am so tired
not just of working desk, although i think that is contributing greatly to my fidgetiness (i love making up words)...
i'm also hungry as all get out...
i was hoping to eat a nice tasty burrito from qdoba with lots of beans and cheese and guacamole on it, but i guess it just wasn't meant to be...
i shouldn't have been holding out for the qdoba action...but i did, and now my tummy is threatening to kill me if i don't feed it something else first...
but the only food that you don't have to cook in my room is jelly beans and dry bran cereal...not so tasty...but...i will be eating that for lack of anything else...
ack!
**listens to stomach grumbling away**
i know i'm rambling, but i'm okay with that...i'm just trying to pass these last two minutes...two more...
it's time for an interesting (by my standards), yet utterly useless piece of information...
it's about five degrees cooler if you sit in front of the computer than it is anywhere else in blazer hall...man, i'm glad i'm wearing a sweater...and socks...otherwise, there is the left-big-toe issue
wouldn't it be sad if i got frostbite from sitting in the lobby of the dorm?
craziness
there is only one minute left before midnight!
mmmmmmm...sheep
well, that came out of nowhere...
wow...i have so many connections to sheep...
there's the lovely bec-o, who drew me the lovely page 'o' sheep that day in choir...
then there's the scary lambuel the christian scientist...or rather, the head of lambuel, that spins around and says, "whoa"...
and how about those counting sheep commercials on tv...i don't even remember what they are for...something to do with sleep, i hope
and who could forget one of the best songs ever..."sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell"...ah, good times, good times
well, enough about sheep
now onto sleep........
later taters
**disclaimer: i am not responsible for extreme randomness, due to extreme tiredness**
:)