Something messed up

This has not been the best weekend ever.

First of all, Thursday night, my computer decided it wanted to stop working. Great. So I'm now forced to use the lab computers to do all my work. I've decided to wait and call tech support when I get home (in like 4 days).

Then, on Friday, I find out that my report, due the Monday after Thanksgiving, rather that Wednesday.

And, today, my shoelace snapped.

That, and a bunch of little things all added up for a not-so-good past several days. Minor aggrevations+minor aggrevations+minor aggrevations+very minor aggrevations+miniscule aggrevations=want to go to bed and sleep until Thanksgiving break

AGH!!! Homework!

After an hour or so of sleep, I woke up and realized that I have a reading evaluation due later today.

Crap! Now it's almost 3:00a, and I'm up doing homework. 15 pages of reading and two evals to write. AGH!! I'm wasn't thinking. I cleaned the bathtub, then promptly forgot to do the evals. Nuts!

Oh well--to the Batcave. And I need to remember to print this up later this morning before I go to class.

Ya know, time has become more a continum to me. Like, once it hits midnight, I refer to the day as the next one. For example, the phrase "later this morning" because it is already Wednesday. I don't know what this means, though, other than I'm kinda strange. ;-)

Don't wake me, I plan on sleeping in

I think my lack of sleep has finally caught up with me. I've fallen asleep multiple times today. In my bed between classes. On a couch in the lobby. On the Horseshoe. On a couch in Lou's apartment.

I'm going to bed now.

All the days

Today was one of the best the days I've had in a while.

Though I only got 2 hours of sleep last night (or rather, this morning), I wasn't tired at all the entire day.

I got up at 8 this morning and immeadiately downed two cups of coffee. I then took a my morning power shower and got dressed. Coming downstairs, I expected the cafeteria to be open, but they don't open until 11AM on Sundays. So, I went to church this morning, then had breakfast. Ya know, around 12:45p. Anyway, church was good. In Sunday school, the leader talked about Matthew 6:13, and how this can be a comfort to believers. Then we broke off into group discussion, which was another cool thing. Then was the main service, and the preacher talked about Colossians 3. As a complete sidenote, this older gentleman walked up to me after the service. He told me I looked a lot like James Dean, which is the first time I've ever heard anyone tell me I looked like a movie star. It wasn't uncomfortable, just...different. Definately wasn't as wierd as the old grandma-like woman who came into Target on Wednesday and told me I was very attractive and that I should take up a career in modeling. There's some scary people that come into my store.

Anyway, church this morning was good. Afterwards, like I said, I had brunchfast (brunch you eat really really quickly), then changed into more comfortable clothes. (I don't know what it is, but I'm so much more comforatble in a pair of jeans than I am all dressed up). And Michele and I were told to make Plan B for this evening, so we drove down to the grocery and picked up stuff for spaghetti, which we then took to Wendy's apartment (who was so kind to let us use her kitchen). Michele cooked the food, while I washed dirty dishes. I was--the Master Dish Washer.

I then ran down to help set up the equipment for reunion tonight. Ryan, Matt, Wes, and I got it all set up, after which I ran back to Wendy's and drove the food down to set it up at the shack. And the rest of the night was really cool. Just being able to hang out and talk to a bunch of people I haven't talked to in a while. It was really great. But alas, the fun cannot continue forever, it is now time for me to go to bed and get ready for 8AMers tomorrow morning.

Veteran's Day

Today is a memorial to the veterans of America's armed forces. Be thankful for them and what they've done for you and what they're still doing

Isn't that random?

My little sister turned 8 years old today. Being away from home, I had called to wish her a happy birthday and also ask her what she wanted for her birthday that she hadn't recieved. "Well, I'd like a LEGO set," she told me. Ok, fair enough. I asked her if she wanted a girly-type doll house-kind of LEGO set. "Well, I'd like a fire engine or airplane thing." She's really my third brother :-)

I don't think I can stay away from Target. Today, I had the day off of work. I still rode my bike 3 miles down the road to the nearest Target to buy my sister's birthday present. I just can't seem to stay away from that store.

Maybe there's something wrong with me. I tend to wake during my sleep most nights, but then fall back to sleep easily. Monday morning, having 8AM'ers, I tend to wake up around 7. However, I woke up without any external stimulous at 4AM, incapable of getting back to sleep. So I got up at 4AM. I thinking about going running, but, for some reason I can't remember, I didn't.

So, I got to my first class, only to discover that my class has been cancelled. I now have roughly another 2 hours, until my 10:10a class, with nothing to do. I caught up on homework, and read from my personal reading book, something I haven't done in a while (personal reading, that is).

Then, the next night (Tuesday night), I slept extremely soundly, more so than I have in a while. It felt really good. And, for the first time in a while, I was able to take an uninterurppted or hastely halted nap. That felt really good as well. And, while I'm on the good/looking forward to list, I'll be able to go to the Shack this Sunday night.

The USPS

I've heard it said that the United States Postal Service delievers mail in the rain, snow, sleet, etc.

My question is this: will they deliever the mail in perfectly good weather like it is today?

Ya know, it's kinda funny that I'll have all of these ideas of ideas that I could post or write about, and, when I get back to my computer, or get a chance to pull it out, I'll log onto Blogger and stare at the "create post" screen for 15 minutes, completely blank, both in my mind and on screen.

There are 66 steps up the capital

I discovered this just 15 minutes ago.

Remember, this is only the front side of the South Carolina Statehouse. I didn't run up and down the backside.

This is interesting

I have a cut on my forehead. The thing is, I have no idea how it got there. I don't remember injuring myself this weekend, but I noticed it in the rear-view mirorr yesterday. It's not huge; I ust have no recollection of how it got there.

And my network connection in my room is down. That really stinks.