I have a final tomorrow and I haven't taken a shower yet!
(Follow the thought process!)
I need to take a shower so I can get dressed without imparting essential Esther oils into my clothing. I need to get dressed in order to go to school. I need to go to school because I need to study from a book at the library. See, that makes perfect sense!
I should probably take a shower, but somehow I seem to have convinced myself that taking another nap would be a really good idea. As I told my good friend
bethel (Yes, she's real!) yesterday, I need to save up my strength. Yeah, I know. Apparently my final doesn't consist of a paper exam, but is actually a Battle Royale between the students and space alien robots from the future. I, of course, will only be armed with Q-tips and steel wool---hence the need to rest up good and proper.
I don't know if I should wear the
Raquel Welch or go with the
Grinder-Girl ensemble for tomorrow...
Fuck it, I'm going with the
outfit that will strike fear into the heart of any alien-bot.