5:30 a.m. clearly, i am not happy about being awake. but check out my sweet twin peaks shirt.
6:30 a.m. it was rain, then it was snow, then it was rain. i don’t know.
8:30 a.m. i got busy and forgot 7:30. you still love me. enjoy my leg lamp. (that’s the black book of communism. not some pro-communism foolishness.)
9:30 a.m. emergency slide show surgery.
10:30 or there abouts. a much needed knitting break.
11:30 a.m. my honors thesis is being featured (along with two others) in the honors college display in the student center for the next week or so.
12:30 p.m. waiting for my student to arrive to cover the desk so i can go to lunch, listening to this whacky artist who is cracking me up. “Good. Wonderful that you’re that. But leave me the fuck alone.” yep. pretty much.
2:00 p.m. because i was busy eating at 1:30. lunch with my pop!
3:30 p.m. this isn’t gonna cut it.
4:30 p.m. almost time to blow this popsicle stand.
5:30 p.m. had to stop at the grocery store. i don’t eat yogurt. yogurt is vile.
6:30 p.m. why, yes. yes that is metallic glitter and confetti all over the living room carpet.
7:30 p.m. he had glitter in places no one should ever have glitter.
8:30 p.m. yawn.
9:30 p.m. migraine, with feather.