woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. which is weird, because J says my bed only has one side to begin with. well, now that just makes things worse, doesn’t it – getting up on the wrong side of a one sided bed.
i spent yesterday juggling between drafting environmental policies, surveillance of an influenza that comes from pigs, and memorizing spanish verb conjugation. it is not a muy bonita combination and you’ll just have to take my word for it.
why do i do this to myself, you had to ask? spanish exam was last night and baby, i was this close to breaking out in one of those teaching methodology lectures on exam timing. having an exam at 6.30pm is one of the sickest form of torture for a girl who wakes up at 6am for work in the first place. by the time i met up with J later 10pm for dinner, i was so too pooped to party.
i know, i know. why do i keep doing this to myself? whateva.
filed in my income tax today.
things like this just not helping my mood.
on what may be a lighter note, i’ve finally figured out a plot for one of my writing projects this weekend. it is bad ass and i like it.
what do i want now? yogurt. frozen raspberry yogurt. the kind with icicles clinging on to them. neat.
now go fetch.