but still, i thought i would be fine, because i would get 5 hours of sleep, and thats not too bad.

but see, and here's the tricky part: i was counting on being able to get to sleep.

oh ho ho. foiled once again!

i think i got a total of less than two hours of sleep, inbetween the constant waking and staring at the wall, out the window, at the alarm clock.

finally gave up the fight around 8.

ive been on constant go since then. forgot about breakfast, so all i've had to eat was like this personal pan pizza and some wee vanilla cookies from a vending machine.

i ate the pizza just 30 minutes ago.

i take such shitty care of myself.

im debating whether or not to just be a recluse and take a nap, or to go out and be with friends.

ill probably somehow manage to do both because i am masterful like that.

ill go to where they are and then curl up on a couch.

oh, yeah, im sposed to fix my laptop sometime tonight. it was being a bastard to me last night.

so ive got myself a full night planned.

woo.

fun fun fun.