read this at double-speed
Here is what happens when I don't get enough sleep and then overcompensate with caffeine and then nap for a period of time that is between too-short and too-long and then overcompensate for that with caffeine:
The trouble with Movember is that I don't know who is being socially conscious and who is a hipster. Sometimes the clothes give it away, but not always.
Today I made an omelette by whisking sour cream instead of milk in with the eggs, and it was firm and delightful and tasty!
I forgot to straighten the underside of my hair, so the top layer was all shiny and straight and the bottom was a hot crazy mess. I left my apartment in this state. It was not a good thing.
I just did the dishes and laundry and I straightened up my room and reorganized my drawers and called my parents and now I am knitting and anticipating a phone call from my sister, and in my head my brain is running around like a puppy with its tongue lolling out and its big feet getting in the way, sniffing at everything that moves and some things that don't. My brain is also going LA LA LA LA LA WHEEEEEEEE! Perhaps that Coke was a bad idea.
Two nights ago I dreamt that The Hottest Tech's older sister and I were stage managing a touring show together, and we were getting ready to embark on our trip, and I was so excited, and then I woke up and a) was not doing anything theatre-y and b) was not traveling anywhere, and that was a bummer.
My best friend came to visit me on Friday! We did A Very Zoe And Amy Weekend, namely: ate Ben and Jerry's and watched movies on Friday night, hugged a lot, ate pancakes and watched movies on Saturday morning, hugged some more, made inappropriate jokes about athlete's crotch, and hugged yet more. It was awesome.
...Getting to sleep tonight is going to suuuuuuuuck.
I don't even know where to begin tagging this. O.o
The trouble with Movember is that I don't know who is being socially conscious and who is a hipster. Sometimes the clothes give it away, but not always.
Today I made an omelette by whisking sour cream instead of milk in with the eggs, and it was firm and delightful and tasty!
I forgot to straighten the underside of my hair, so the top layer was all shiny and straight and the bottom was a hot crazy mess. I left my apartment in this state. It was not a good thing.
I just did the dishes and laundry and I straightened up my room and reorganized my drawers and called my parents and now I am knitting and anticipating a phone call from my sister, and in my head my brain is running around like a puppy with its tongue lolling out and its big feet getting in the way, sniffing at everything that moves and some things that don't. My brain is also going LA LA LA LA LA WHEEEEEEEE! Perhaps that Coke was a bad idea.
Two nights ago I dreamt that The Hottest Tech's older sister and I were stage managing a touring show together, and we were getting ready to embark on our trip, and I was so excited, and then I woke up and a) was not doing anything theatre-y and b) was not traveling anywhere, and that was a bummer.
My best friend came to visit me on Friday! We did A Very Zoe And Amy Weekend, namely: ate Ben and Jerry's and watched movies on Friday night, hugged a lot, ate pancakes and watched movies on Saturday morning, hugged some more, made inappropriate jokes about athlete's crotch, and hugged yet more. It was awesome.
...Getting to sleep tonight is going to suuuuuuuuck.
I don't even know where to begin tagging this. O.o