Now is the time to seize the day.

Well, shit it's been a while since I've made an entry. Not that anyone noticed, probably. I've had the impetus to write about things, as in, actual things more than once since the last installment, but I just didn't get around to it.

So, I have a paper to write for my monkeys class. I've been able to since last week, but I've leaving it until tomorrow after I teach the urchins. Nice and last minute, just like I like it. And then afterwards I suppose I'll write my other paper for my other class (short, thank goodness, since I don't know what the hell I'm going to say) and write up the script report that I didn't feel like doing on Monday.

So. I'm tired. Although not physically. Obviously, since it's 2 AM and I've just had two cans of unfiltered Coke and plan to do some embroidery after I write this. It's okay. I have nearly 6 hours until I plan to wake up. But, yeah. Really tired. This afternoon, I was so upset that it somehow caused me to take a nap. [where's my "flippant monkey and self mocking" icon?] I guess it makes a sort of sense. My body's only way to cope was to knock me unconscious.

You know what makes everything all right, though? Singing newsboys. My God I love this movie far too much. Far, far too much. Sexy singing Christian Bale and sexy singing David Moscow put all things to rights.