Tom's Insomnia
I slept for about 1.5 hours last night not because I did not go to bed at 11:00ish, but because I was too anxious and stressed out to sleep. I finally dozed off sometime after 3am, but was startled awake by the death alarm at 4:30 to go to Open Book and serve voters coffee. Walter Mondale came in, which was pretty sweet. The shift itself was relatively painless due to the fact that I was still in insomnia mode, but now I just feel wasted.
Reasons to not be so damn cranky:
a. I have a working thesis for my paper due Thursday night, whether or not I finished it on time
b. I get to see Bob Dylan tonight
c. I have a full three hours (count em, THREE!!!) to write my research proposal, and I already know more or less what I am going to say (corporations are evil, capitalism and democracy are fundamentally incompatible...)
d. I will probably still have a network of people willing to accept me and love me even if I have an emotional breakdown and drop out of school
e. This is certainly not the most stressed out or the most busy I've been in my life, and I have managed to come out of that alright, seeing as how I have yet to complete a semester without making dean's list
f. Who the fuck cares about grades? I have no plans for graduate school at this point anyway
g. If all else fails, I have a thumb and $1,000 in my bank account, which is more than enough to thumb it til I forget all my troubles and become one with the land
h. Thanksgiving is only three weeks away
i. I probably have liquor in my cabinet, and the booze store is not far away
j. My laundry is clean, so at least I don't have that to worry about
k. Kitties?
Enough procrastinating by cheering myself up. Its time to bullshit a research proposal and then bike my way over to Wilson to print off the bullshit that comes pouring out of my anal cavities tonight.
Reasons to not be so damn cranky:
a. I have a working thesis for my paper due Thursday night, whether or not I finished it on time
b. I get to see Bob Dylan tonight
c. I have a full three hours (count em, THREE!!!) to write my research proposal, and I already know more or less what I am going to say (corporations are evil, capitalism and democracy are fundamentally incompatible...)
d. I will probably still have a network of people willing to accept me and love me even if I have an emotional breakdown and drop out of school
e. This is certainly not the most stressed out or the most busy I've been in my life, and I have managed to come out of that alright, seeing as how I have yet to complete a semester without making dean's list
f. Who the fuck cares about grades? I have no plans for graduate school at this point anyway
g. If all else fails, I have a thumb and $1,000 in my bank account, which is more than enough to thumb it til I forget all my troubles and become one with the land
h. Thanksgiving is only three weeks away
i. I probably have liquor in my cabinet, and the booze store is not far away
j. My laundry is clean, so at least I don't have that to worry about
k. Kitties?
Enough procrastinating by cheering myself up. Its time to bullshit a research proposal and then bike my way over to Wilson to print off the bullshit that comes pouring out of my anal cavities tonight.