I have work to do.
I'm going to a musical on the 20th. My parents are coming to town the 23rd. It should all be very exciting. If I live that long.
I just want to sleep now.
Actually, not as much, I'm not as sore or tired after that ibuprofen.
I'm taking a few days off next week and a couple the week after, so I'd better make sure I have all my stuff in order here at work.
One could probably make the case, on observing my behavior, that I am a spendthrift and drunkard. One could also find out that I am likely an idle ne'er-do-well. I have, as a matter of probably-public record, been an eager young lad and roue and cad. Well, what can I say to that? I don't really have much of a defense. You'll just have to figure it out for yourself.
Crikey: this next month will be busy. I have a bunch of stuff to do for classes and I have that exam. I've barely started studying. When I get home tonight, I will most likely just crash instead of doing anything. Well, I'm sure I will manage to juggle all of this and spend time with, uh, people, where it counts. I'm going to have to start being efficient, double-booking, maybe take a couple days off. I have to pass that exam. I am not particularly worried about the coursework, it just takes some time. I just prepared a quick budget, including recreational time. I looks feasible. I was liberal with the allocations, I don't think some of these will take as much time as budgeted. Anyway: hard work, hard play, not much that isn't either one. That's what the next month looks like. I might have to start double-booking (working on other stuff during class, finding ways to spend time with people while actually getting work done...).
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