2003-11-25 - 7:36 a.m.
I just stayed up all night reading "Galapagos" by Kurt Vonnegut. That's not the reason I stayed up. Not that it wasn't a delightful book...it's not the "somewhat oversized british girl with no self esteem finds herself, the perfect job, and the perfect man in 250 pages or less" stuff that I usually pull all-nighters for... No, I made the mistake of caving into an egg nog coffee craving at 10:00 P.M. last night (for those who can't assume as much, it's coffee with egg nog in it. (vice versa in my case)). I drank four cups. So now, at daybreak (which is quite lovely! I recommend it to anyone who can tolerate the morning), I'm starting my second pot of coffee in hopes of staving off the inevitable crash I'm bound to face early this afternoon.
My sleep schedule has reversed since I've been out of school. Yesterday I didn't get out of bed until three in the afternoon, because the night before I didn't fall asleep until five. I need to get on the ball. I still need a CPR class in order to get my license from the state. That's $58 made payable to the Red Cross. Then I send that and my transcript with another $75 to the state of Maine so I can massage people.
Julie's surgery is today. I talked to her on the phone yesterday...the first real-time conversation we've had since the last day of school. She's convinced me to stop in to see her tomorrow to rub her feet. The woes of being a practically-legal practicing professional!
Oh yes! I've officially turned into a terrible person--I got a cell phone. I bought it to use as a business number so I can start handing out business cards without worrying about people calling me at home (which would've required recording a message that WASN'T completely retarded. I'm just not that motivated).
ARGH! So suddenly my computer is prone to receiving full-screen pornographic pop-ups. And the CD-ROM drive keeps popping out because of another pop-up. What the HELL?!!?! As of 20 seconds ago, "horny sluts" wanted to show me the "gooey cum (on their) faces!" I hate the internet.
Now that I'm scarred and disturbed, I'm going to seek solace in the Today Show.
