Current mood: 
lethargic
I. am. so. burnt. out.
Seriously, the two weeks off from school was supposed to recharge my batteries so that I could get through the last ten weeks of my associates degree. I've spent the last month in pain which has drained me more than ever. Top it off with a car that keeps wanting to be put out of its misery (it has got over 280,000 miles on it) and I'm freakin' burnt.
I need a leave of absence. Five weeks off last year did wonders for my well-being. Too bad they rarely offer the class I'm taking at the moment. *sigh* I had a part of my final project due today. Did I finish it? No. Did I feel guilty about that? A little. Is this like me? Not at all. Normal me would've stayed up all night with absolutley no sleep to meet a deadline. Burnt me went to bed at 1 a.m. and said "f-ck it." Not good. Not good at all.
I love the new Bowling for Soup song called 1985. It's hilarious. There is a video for the song on the band's website. Check it out, it's too damned funny (especially if you're a child of the '80s like I am!).
So, it's a day late, but here's the story about the neighbor kids. I was trying to nap on Saturday afternoon because I'm so damned tired lately. They were jumping on the trampoline, but I was blocking that out. I started to hear thunder rumble and then I hear what I thought, in my half asleep state, was the tornado warning thing. I heard a mechanical voice talking, but it was in Spanish. I thought to myself, "Self, since when did they start doing warning information in Spanish?" Then I hear one of the kids on the trampoline yell, "What did you say?" Then the mechanical voice answers, "Burrito!" or some other such nonsense (I'm still half asleep, mind you). Yep, they had some kind of dumb Mr. Microphone or Karaoke machine pointed at my bedroom window. Oh, the joy of it all. Needless to say, my nap was over. Sadly, I was a bit grumpy the rest of the day.
They moved a double-wide out of here the other day. I think they displaced a bunch of cockroaches. I found one running across my dryer last night. Between Marcus with the wasp killer and me with the vacuum, we got him. I hope he was just a scout and, since he will not return to the troops, the rest will not venture into my humble abode. The last thing I need is a cockroach problem. Ewww.
OK, well, I've got reading to do for class tomorrow, so I'm going to bed and I'll get up early to do it. The old me would've just sucked it up and read it and had the sleeping hours to let the info sink it. Oh, well.
lethargicI. am. so. burnt. out.
Seriously, the two weeks off from school was supposed to recharge my batteries so that I could get through the last ten weeks of my associates degree. I've spent the last month in pain which has drained me more than ever. Top it off with a car that keeps wanting to be put out of its misery (it has got over 280,000 miles on it) and I'm freakin' burnt.
I need a leave of absence. Five weeks off last year did wonders for my well-being. Too bad they rarely offer the class I'm taking at the moment. *sigh* I had a part of my final project due today. Did I finish it? No. Did I feel guilty about that? A little. Is this like me? Not at all. Normal me would've stayed up all night with absolutley no sleep to meet a deadline. Burnt me went to bed at 1 a.m. and said "f-ck it." Not good. Not good at all.
I love the new Bowling for Soup song called 1985. It's hilarious. There is a video for the song on the band's website. Check it out, it's too damned funny (especially if you're a child of the '80s like I am!).
So, it's a day late, but here's the story about the neighbor kids. I was trying to nap on Saturday afternoon because I'm so damned tired lately. They were jumping on the trampoline, but I was blocking that out. I started to hear thunder rumble and then I hear what I thought, in my half asleep state, was the tornado warning thing. I heard a mechanical voice talking, but it was in Spanish. I thought to myself, "Self, since when did they start doing warning information in Spanish?" Then I hear one of the kids on the trampoline yell, "What did you say?" Then the mechanical voice answers, "Burrito!" or some other such nonsense (I'm still half asleep, mind you). Yep, they had some kind of dumb Mr. Microphone or Karaoke machine pointed at my bedroom window. Oh, the joy of it all. Needless to say, my nap was over. Sadly, I was a bit grumpy the rest of the day.
They moved a double-wide out of here the other day. I think they displaced a bunch of cockroaches. I found one running across my dryer last night. Between Marcus with the wasp killer and me with the vacuum, we got him. I hope he was just a scout and, since he will not return to the troops, the rest will not venture into my humble abode. The last thing I need is a cockroach problem. Ewww.
OK, well, I've got reading to do for class tomorrow, so I'm going to bed and I'll get up early to do it. The old me would've just sucked it up and read it and had the sleeping hours to let the info sink it. Oh, well.
Name: LaDonna
