July 19, 2003

Wow a blur of concern. I hate this, but I am anticipating another weekend of not sleeping ... but, oh gosh, I adore sleep ... and yet, it eludes me. Dammit! So, yeah ... this class is killing me, and I hope I can be strong. :-/

At my moments of weakness, where do I go? What do I seek?

And I feel so bad about dragging Ruby everywhere ... she's as sleep deprived as I am. Sigh. I hope I can find some enjoyment these few days ... it's a drag for sure.

Gotta stay happy. Stay happy! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY! Att att att.

Okay, no more time to escape my troubles ... I'm gonna clean up some shit. Managing of the time.

(At least I have beautiful lilies at my bedside to keep me company, my nights of solitude and wrinkled brow.

Too bad they don't give massages.)

ps: to all my eager beaver readers--please forgive the lack of posts lately. Do you see how draining school can be? I have all the willingness to convey sucked out of me. ARGH! MUST ... FIGHT ... THE ... ESTABLISHMENT!

Books on hold, still unread/unfinished! -- East of Eden, South of the Border/West of the Sun, (lots of cardinal directions, eh?), Hard Boiled Wonderland, Dance Dance Dance, War and Peace, Envisioning Information. What a stockpile, eh? Alas, when will my easy reading summer arrive? (Maybe after I've graduated and left the country). *blown kisses*



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