...i cannot make this, i cannot explain this and i really don't want to, so call me shameless...
Good times with people as of late. I'm tired as hell, still feel like crap (hooray uncalled for antibiotics) and have to go into work again tonight. I didn't get to clean like crazy this weekend, but I did all the dishes so it's at least a start. I'm pretty sure the crappy feeling I've had is just allergies and NOT a sinus infection...damn school quack. I have 2 papers to write this week also. One I'm somewhat confident about and one I'm dreading. I have a personality theory paper to do on Sen. Craig, which is the one I'm alright with. The paper for cross cultural psych is the one I'm worried about. I have to write a reaction paper on a book called Pocho. Have I read it? No. Do I want to? No. It's a book about being a first generation Mexican American in Cali during the Depression. Sound interesting? Hell no it doesn't. But I'm alright still. I've made some new friends, saw a shooting star, and went to see dead people at the Bodies exhibit. It was pretty cool. I should just pass out after work tonight, but I'm not going to. Instead, I'm going to be hanging out with my new friend and trying to think of other cool things to go do. Maybe we'll go see Across the Universe. Not tonight though...it would be too late. lol.