hello, good friend

Last night at dance class we made the mistake of praying before class. Not that praying’s bad. Just that the eye-closing and head-bowing makes already tired bodies very sleep prone. We have several more weeks til the annual Acclamation concert, but few of us feel any sense of urgency about it. Our routine isn’t finished. That’s probably bad.

Last night I should have devoted the two hours before bed to my obnoxiously unfinished Literary Criticism midterm exam, but American Idol beckoned. So, yes. That was a bad choice.

This morning a productive self would have arisen slightly before, oh, say, 10am. Alas, productive self didn’t show up today, so here I sit, actively procrastinating on a few remaining assignments, delaying that midterm exam until about 2am, and moderately content with the whole lack of ordeal. Spring Break’s acomin’.

That glorious celebration chimes in at about 4pm-ish tomorrow. I’ll be celebrating with a full tank of gas, residual sleep deprivation, and a fully-charged iPod. I’ll also be blog-absent until March 25th, or thereabouts. Merry Spring Breaking!