The Brink of Insanity....
I'm so there.
It isn't pretty.
But I'll send out postcards anyway.
I haven't gotten much sleep this week and was up all night last night. I was as close to going to sleep that you can possibly get sitting in a chair staring at a computer, but I am going to finish this paper and go to all of my classes today. Period. That is non-negotiable.
So what did I do for a jumpstart? It's currently 43 degrees outside. And the sun has yet to rise above the trees that surround my apartment complex. So I went outside and walked around for about 10 minutes, in shorts, a t-shirt, and flip-flops, knowing that the combination of my brisk walking and violent shiverring would get the blood flowing, the metabolism churning, and the calories burning.
I am fucking hardcore.
Grad. school kicks ass.
It isn't pretty.
But I'll send out postcards anyway.
I haven't gotten much sleep this week and was up all night last night. I was as close to going to sleep that you can possibly get sitting in a chair staring at a computer, but I am going to finish this paper and go to all of my classes today. Period. That is non-negotiable.
So what did I do for a jumpstart? It's currently 43 degrees outside. And the sun has yet to rise above the trees that surround my apartment complex. So I went outside and walked around for about 10 minutes, in shorts, a t-shirt, and flip-flops, knowing that the combination of my brisk walking and violent shiverring would get the blood flowing, the metabolism churning, and the calories burning.
I am fucking hardcore.
Grad. school kicks ass.