It's 4:41 in the morning... and I've been awake since 4 in the afternoon (I took an afternoon nap. Sue me)

I'm nearly halfway done with my essay. I initially thought it was due today at 3.

It's due Friday.

I'm still working on it, but work is slow and I inevitably find myself on BZP and other unmentionable social site. I'm going to work on it for a few more hours and then go to class. If I try to sleep now, I know I'll miss my class. I know this because my roommate does it every other day.

Once I get through my boatload of classes today, and assuming I finish this essay in the next four hours, then I'll take a nice, long, Thursday afternoon nap.

For those college students who say sleep is for sissies... turn off your mechanical parts and see how your biological ones are doing. Most likely they're shriveled and wrinkly.

Unfortunately, at this point of night, I start getting too personal and type down whatever comes into my head at the time... and that can be a bad thing.

Oh yeah, read my short story if you haven't already. Check one blog entry down for link.