eyes wide shut
It's 1:47 AM. I'm exhausted. I didn't wake up hungover this morning, but I was certainly exhausted then. I didn't want to sleep in too much because I was supposed to get shit done. The first thing I accomplished today was at 2:50 PM when Chenny, Mirasol, and I resigned our lease. Otherwise it's been a fairly productive day, with a free meal, working on my Asian-American History group project ("updating" our "website"), then wrapping up with Bio, which took me, as usual, a hell of a lot longer than it should have.
So I got back and had a little extra time. I could've just passed out because I have to work at 7 AM tomorrow at that god-forsaken place known as Stockwell Cafeteria. I'm not going to bitch about that even though it clearly deserves it. But no, I decided to stay up and UPDATE MY FUCKING BLOG. I haven't done consistently updated this since the summer, particularly because I have NO TIME/NO EFFORT, but I'm grinding it through tonight to flood the blog with new shit.
I've written so much so far that Blogger.com believes that my blog is a "spam" blog and I have to submit my website for review so they can declare it a non-spam blog and everytime I submit an article until they clear it, I have to type in a word verification code (you know, where they give you disjointed letters/numbers and you have to type in what it is) everytime I post something. I hope they find the stuff I have posted ok, even with the explicicity (yeah...it's frigging early, ok) I sometimes use.
Why am I doing this even though I have to wake up in less than five hours? Because I'm in the writing zone, and I haven't been in it in quite some time. When I'm in the zone and in a writing mode, it's like going on Wikipedia. You find something you're interested in reading, and in that article find another thing you're interested in reading, and then find a different article on another fucking thing you find interesting, until you have many open windows that you can't possibly read them all. That's how it is when I'm in the zone, just substitute writing with reading. The only things keeping me awake are SportsCenter, Zeke being awake and coming out once in awhile to tell me random news stories, and ocassionaly talking to Chenny on AIM. I'm gonna grind out three or four more articles (it's now 1:55 AM), just for you, my lovely viewers, so you better fucking appreciate it and read me.
I'm probably gonna wind up passing out on the couch again, my back is already crying in anticipation.
So I got back and had a little extra time. I could've just passed out because I have to work at 7 AM tomorrow at that god-forsaken place known as Stockwell Cafeteria. I'm not going to bitch about that even though it clearly deserves it. But no, I decided to stay up and UPDATE MY FUCKING BLOG. I haven't done consistently updated this since the summer, particularly because I have NO TIME/NO EFFORT, but I'm grinding it through tonight to flood the blog with new shit.
I've written so much so far that Blogger.com believes that my blog is a "spam" blog and I have to submit my website for review so they can declare it a non-spam blog and everytime I submit an article until they clear it, I have to type in a word verification code (you know, where they give you disjointed letters/numbers and you have to type in what it is) everytime I post something. I hope they find the stuff I have posted ok, even with the explicicity (yeah...it's frigging early, ok) I sometimes use.
Why am I doing this even though I have to wake up in less than five hours? Because I'm in the writing zone, and I haven't been in it in quite some time. When I'm in the zone and in a writing mode, it's like going on Wikipedia. You find something you're interested in reading, and in that article find another thing you're interested in reading, and then find a different article on another fucking thing you find interesting, until you have many open windows that you can't possibly read them all. That's how it is when I'm in the zone, just substitute writing with reading. The only things keeping me awake are SportsCenter, Zeke being awake and coming out once in awhile to tell me random news stories, and ocassionaly talking to Chenny on AIM. I'm gonna grind out three or four more articles (it's now 1:55 AM), just for you, my lovely viewers, so you better fucking appreciate it and read me.
I'm probably gonna wind up passing out on the couch again, my back is already crying in anticipation.
posted by KTrain at 1:56 AM
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