Saturday, November 26, 2005

in the dead of morning

I've always had trouble sleeping -- I am thinking a glass of wine will help ease my mind. Had a bit last night and crawled into bed at 1 am. I would love to be able to go to bed at that time on a regular basis. Why do I kick myself for being completely useless when clearly I chose to spend the day popping in and out of stores with hordes of shoppers the day after turkey day?

I basically took two days off from paper writing. Now it's going to be serious hell for me this week, what, with two essays from peers that need feedback. But what else is new? I wish I had more time. O well.

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