today was a bad day, but the great news is that tomorrow will be better! how do i know? because i was on the dean's list.
bad days are a dime a dozen. for me, they're usually caused by lack of sleep... which is surprising, because the best days of my life were spent in the edgren study lounge until 5 in the morning. i guess christer casem did find me catchin' some zzz's with my arms behind my head and one knee propped up when i shouldda been in creative writing. i didnt need it. i gotz good grammar and sentence structure.
my mom said when i was a baby, i never slept more than 10 minutes. sorry, mom. i'm making up for it now. i love me a good nap. cocooning myself in blanket happiness, putting on my pretty little fan and loosing myself in partially lucid dreams. add a dog in that mix and i am in 7th heaven. barry watson, jessica beil and i are on very good terms these days. don't awake me until i am ready though, or a beast will be awakened. this beast makes very strange noises and contorts her body in awkward positions until joints pop to perfection. an ipod alarm slowly introducing a soft james taylor song is the best way to go about it...but even that can be dangerous.
i wear an apron at work. that came in really handy today when i had no choice but to wear a pair of pants a size too small. aprons protect your clothing from spills, but also your customers from seeing that you didn't zip or button your pants.
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