'cause some got religion, and some got drugs, some got money, and some got love.
Today has been another mix.
By which I mean that I have actually looked around at people's attempts to communicate with me through the computer today. On here, with email, and so and so forth. I discovered that my Hotmail account was deleted, due to inactivity, and I lost a bunch of stuff that I will miss. Old Taffy Factory stuff, old correspondence between people, funny things, and of course the piles of junk mail. I am reminded yet again that I really need to get out and do things, in the strictly physical sense, like walk in the sun, and in the relationship sense of actually sending people mail who need mail, and talking to people that I should. I suck at that, and I'm sorry, if you are one of the victims of it. I feel in a funk, but there's a bit of hope... Just need to let time go by.
I am also running on 2.5 hours of sleep for... 34 hours, due to the biology research paper that I was writing last night and into today (which shouldn't have taken that long). That and the organic chemistry that I was reviewing. Only one week of class left until finals. No more time to undo the damage done. Oh well.
Time to sleepy... or talk to Becky, since although I am very tired, I am also very talkative. Go figure. And my brother rocks like a drunken sailor (props to Erin's friend for that phrase).
Oh yes, and as if I haven't told you enough times, check out Better than Ezra. One of the few bands whose entire resume of CD's I endorse. Today I am completely enamored with the CD "How Does Your Garden Grow?" go to http://www.betterthanezra.com/ and read the lyrics from the CD... the power of suggestion compels you!
By which I mean that I have actually looked around at people's attempts to communicate with me through the computer today. On here, with email, and so and so forth. I discovered that my Hotmail account was deleted, due to inactivity, and I lost a bunch of stuff that I will miss. Old Taffy Factory stuff, old correspondence between people, funny things, and of course the piles of junk mail. I am reminded yet again that I really need to get out and do things, in the strictly physical sense, like walk in the sun, and in the relationship sense of actually sending people mail who need mail, and talking to people that I should. I suck at that, and I'm sorry, if you are one of the victims of it. I feel in a funk, but there's a bit of hope... Just need to let time go by.
I am also running on 2.5 hours of sleep for... 34 hours, due to the biology research paper that I was writing last night and into today (which shouldn't have taken that long). That and the organic chemistry that I was reviewing. Only one week of class left until finals. No more time to undo the damage done. Oh well.
Time to sleepy... or talk to Becky, since although I am very tired, I am also very talkative. Go figure. And my brother rocks like a drunken sailor (props to Erin's friend for that phrase).
Oh yes, and as if I haven't told you enough times, check out Better than Ezra. One of the few bands whose entire resume of CD's I endorse. Today I am completely enamored with the CD "How Does Your Garden Grow?" go to http://www.betterthanezra.com/ and read the lyrics from the CD... the power of suggestion compels you!