what a twenty-four hours...
so, i've been awake for 24 hours straight, now. why? i dunno...why not, i guess. actually, the real reason is a series of ridiculous events. shall i start at the top? okay.
so, up at seven to get ready for class, etc. out of school at 12:30. mom picks me up so we can go buy things. somehow, it takes us a good 3 hours to get from campus to home. eat a burrito from chipotle and am glad i'm not driving, b/c if i were, i'd pull a ron burgundy and chuck it out the window at some unsuspecting motorcyclist. then, i get my laptop back! get it home and start the agonizng, million hour process of reinstalling all my junk (since the hard-drive was erased), only to find a freaking dvd in my laptop! someone was watching a movie, instead of fixing it. ridiculous, however, i now own 'the incredibles', which is good. cause i like the movie.
so, spend several hours fixing computer (i think i finally just got everything to where it needs to be), and now i think i can breathe a sigh of relief since vash is all better now (and that's right, my laptop's name is vash, the technological stampede, for those of you who get the reference...however, that could explain the constant problems i have...) anywho, i had to stay awake all night because my mom caught a plane this morning at 5:30 to fly back to north carolina for my cousin's funeral (which has now been ruled murder, not suicide), and i stayed up to help her get ready, aka, make sure she left on time, since she thinks time stops for her. so now, i'm home alone, with the exception of my dog (my dad went into work already), and i'm exhausted. i'm watching the painter with the afro on channel 8 right now, and rocking out (though drowsily) to tonic, and i'm getting ready to go to bed.
so, i just wanted to put that all out there. i really should go to sleep. staying up this long, when you only had 3 hours of sleep the previous night really isn't good, i'm sure. so, goodnight, or good morning, and please forgive the excessive use of "so".
so, up at seven to get ready for class, etc. out of school at 12:30. mom picks me up so we can go buy things. somehow, it takes us a good 3 hours to get from campus to home. eat a burrito from chipotle and am glad i'm not driving, b/c if i were, i'd pull a ron burgundy and chuck it out the window at some unsuspecting motorcyclist. then, i get my laptop back! get it home and start the agonizng, million hour process of reinstalling all my junk (since the hard-drive was erased), only to find a freaking dvd in my laptop! someone was watching a movie, instead of fixing it. ridiculous, however, i now own 'the incredibles', which is good. cause i like the movie.
so, spend several hours fixing computer (i think i finally just got everything to where it needs to be), and now i think i can breathe a sigh of relief since vash is all better now (and that's right, my laptop's name is vash, the technological stampede, for those of you who get the reference...however, that could explain the constant problems i have...) anywho, i had to stay awake all night because my mom caught a plane this morning at 5:30 to fly back to north carolina for my cousin's funeral (which has now been ruled murder, not suicide), and i stayed up to help her get ready, aka, make sure she left on time, since she thinks time stops for her. so now, i'm home alone, with the exception of my dog (my dad went into work already), and i'm exhausted. i'm watching the painter with the afro on channel 8 right now, and rocking out (though drowsily) to tonic, and i'm getting ready to go to bed.
so, i just wanted to put that all out there. i really should go to sleep. staying up this long, when you only had 3 hours of sleep the previous night really isn't good, i'm sure. so, goodnight, or good morning, and please forgive the excessive use of "so".