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My body crackles (a lot)

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Feb. 1st, 2001 | 10:17 pm
mood: tiredtired
music: Paul Simon - Cecilia

I don't think this is healthy. Perhaps I should go and see a chiropractor or something. But that would entail finding a chiropractor and all, which I am far too... bored, lazy, lethargic, some similar word, to do.

I need to start doing community service. I must be done with 30 hours by the end of April.

I auditioned for two plays this week and I very much doubt I will be cast in either. But. Perhaps I will be able to tech for one or the other and that will make life better. Who knows.

I don't want to do my chemistry homework. Sleep is beckoning and yet I know I still have hours of work ahead of me. How much does that suck. Wait... don't answer, I don't want to know.

I should not be wasting my time on this machine. Not that I really consider writing in a journal a waste of time (although entries like this one tend to be because they don't say anything interesting about my life or record my thoughts or do any such productive thing) but compared to the other things I need to be doing.

I should call my mother. I want to talk to her, but I don't have time for one of our usual marathon conversations this evening. But I do want to know how her doctor's appointment went yesterday because I worry about her.

But. Chemistry waits and I have a quiz in... 11 hours, therefore it is time for me to go do homework and study. Unless I shower first.

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