ode to my bed
Oct. 31st, 2001 01:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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okay. finished my psych paper. thank fucking god. i think it's okay. it's better than it was before. especially since it's on an actual research study this time. and he okay'd the article already.
tomorrow i have to go through my holocaust stuff and just look over it. i think i'll save the american lit stuff for thursday when i have time at work and so forth to do that. especially since irina has my book until tomorrow night anyway. also have to get to the freakin' library and watch the first tape of Shtetl. because yes. that's going to be one of the essay questions on my test in that class on thursday.
why do teachers insist on giving exams on the same day? i swear. grr.
in other news...
went from one job to three jobs. good thing. going out with joe tomorrow night. good thing to me. bad thing to most of my friends. it's gotten to a point where i don't think i want to attempt to explain why i'm doing this anymore. love is not the answer to this question it seems. *sigh*
i think i'm going to go to bed. because that would be a fantastically nice thing to do. sleep makes me so happy. and my bed looks so nice and warm.
::gazes longingly at the bed::
i love you, bed.
you are so soft and comfortable.
you have such warm sheets.
the pillows are mashed and shaped to my needs.
i can sleep diagonal on you and not fall.
blankets. heaps of blankets cover your face.
i love you, bed.
eh. so it's not my best work. sue me. it's late. i'm tired. and hell, it's about my BED.
wheee!
::runs and jumps into bed::
tomorrow i have to go through my holocaust stuff and just look over it. i think i'll save the american lit stuff for thursday when i have time at work and so forth to do that. especially since irina has my book until tomorrow night anyway. also have to get to the freakin' library and watch the first tape of Shtetl. because yes. that's going to be one of the essay questions on my test in that class on thursday.
why do teachers insist on giving exams on the same day? i swear. grr.
in other news...
went from one job to three jobs. good thing. going out with joe tomorrow night. good thing to me. bad thing to most of my friends. it's gotten to a point where i don't think i want to attempt to explain why i'm doing this anymore. love is not the answer to this question it seems. *sigh*
i think i'm going to go to bed. because that would be a fantastically nice thing to do. sleep makes me so happy. and my bed looks so nice and warm.
::gazes longingly at the bed::
i love you, bed.
you are so soft and comfortable.
you have such warm sheets.
the pillows are mashed and shaped to my needs.
i can sleep diagonal on you and not fall.
blankets. heaps of blankets cover your face.
i love you, bed.
eh. so it's not my best work. sue me. it's late. i'm tired. and hell, it's about my BED.
wheee!
::runs and jumps into bed::