My trailmix ratio is 80% M&Ms, 20% trail
I just (bookmarked &) closed 6 browser windows worth of tabs. They are now most likely lost to the abyss that is a bookmarks folder which has been in existence since like 1998. It's pretty much as organized as my bedroom is. Heather is probably the only one who can appreciate the true horror of that statement. When papers are done, I must clean off my desk in order to make way for new, bigger desk (Jen's old one).
Some part of me hopes it snows a lot at school tonight and they cancel classes tomorrow. The other part of me is equally looking forward to finding out what everyone else wrote their papers on and freaking out about what I'm going to say when it's my turn to present.
Some other part of me is saddened that I tweet far more than I lj these days. Not that I really lj-ed that much previously, but now there is visual evidence.
Of course all of this is bracketed by my mess of a personal life/everything seems horrible cause I'm stressed about school. Aka freaking out over nothing. To clarify, nothing is actually a mess, just when I get stressed/don't have time for such things, my brain decides it would be a perfect time to get introspective about life, the universe, everything. Adding to stressball, of course. Jen moving/family drama doesn't help though.
My mom got the goodstuff for advent calendars this year. Rogers Chocolate. Yes, I am 24, live at home, and my Mom buys us all advent calendars. TASTY TASTY DARK TIME STAMPED CHOCOLATES.
Took me 6 hours to realise I had misplaced my cellphone. It was in the car. On a related note, it's fucking cold outside if you're only wearing a t-shirt and PJ pants.
Some part of me hopes it snows a lot at school tonight and they cancel classes tomorrow. The other part of me is equally looking forward to finding out what everyone else wrote their papers on and freaking out about what I'm going to say when it's my turn to present.
Some other part of me is saddened that I tweet far more than I lj these days. Not that I really lj-ed that much previously, but now there is visual evidence.
Of course all of this is bracketed by my mess of a personal life/everything seems horrible cause I'm stressed about school. Aka freaking out over nothing. To clarify, nothing is actually a mess, just when I get stressed/don't have time for such things, my brain decides it would be a perfect time to get introspective about life, the universe, everything. Adding to stressball, of course. Jen moving/family drama doesn't help though.
My mom got the goodstuff for advent calendars this year. Rogers Chocolate. Yes, I am 24, live at home, and my Mom buys us all advent calendars. TASTY TASTY DARK TIME STAMPED CHOCOLATES.
Took me 6 hours to realise I had misplaced my cellphone. It was in the car. On a related note, it's fucking cold outside if you're only wearing a t-shirt and PJ pants.