Splut goes the weasel

[maypirate]

Finding myself incredibly and unnaturally tired upon return from class, at 10 pm I set my alarm for half an hour and lay down to take a nap.

Obviously, this means I woke up at 3:30 am going "....uhhhhhh? ....fuuuuhhhhck." I'm sorry if anyone was looking for me, I was busy being fail.

So um, yeah. I'm really cool. And have no functional circadian rhythm or even a vague sense of what would be anywhere close to right at this point.

In other dumbass news, tonight I forgot how to draw, so the drawing meme stuff will take a little longer so you don't want to put out your eyes like I did when I looked at them again. Want to put out my eyes, I mean. I haven't put them out yet. But soon, precious. Soon.

I guess I don't really have anything important to say here, except that I think I might drive down to Virginia Beach on Saturday to do my reading and stare at the ocean, and HOLY FUCK HOW IS NEXT WEEK OCTOBER. I have made no progress on my thesis and am doomed. Also I cut my hair really short again, so once more I have the hairstyle of every guy I ever had a crush on in middle school. I like it, though. I feel a little better about how I look now.

And in closing to this useless entry, I offer you this quote from one of my professors that I found in my notes: "It's like apples and dumptrucks! Or squirrels and toasters!"

May these words serve you in whatever the hell capacity they were meant to be understood.

Comments

[jou.livejournal.com]

I was made of fail last night too! I went to bed at like... 12:20, which has got to be a record of early-ness for me.

I'd gone for a run instead of a walk, with the logic that the coyotes can't get me if I'm running (ha), but I almost smacked into a deer instead, which is almost equally as terrifying, when it's dark out.

But yeah, I guess blowing all your energy on a jog at 9:30pm means that you have to crash at midnight.

IT'S ALMOST OCTOBER, WHAT HOW.

[minigendo.livejournal.com]

My guess is, things which don't go well together. Dumptruck are hardly ideal for apples, since when the dump truck dumps all the apples will be bruised. Similarly, putting a squirrel in a toaster will just result in a charred, possibly flaming, mess.