I have a webmastering assignment. I don't want to do it. And Dreamweaver is being bitchy anyway. I'm fine with failing this class. It is second semester and I am a senior. I don't fucking care anymore.
I have a networking project. It's doing stuff I do for fun - making graphics and webpages - but I don't have the energy.
I have a quiz over Act II of Hamlet in English today. Much as I like the play, I couldn't finish reading it. I tried, before school today, and the words kept blurring and moving all over the page. I quit.
I have to do the ML update. But... blah.
I guess hour 84 will be as far as I go (that's noon today). I keep getting dizzy. And I've started to shake a little.
Now for the health update, for those who care...
last night's sleeping patterns included:
11:00 PM - 3:00 AM or so ~ play on the computer
3:00 AM - 3:30 AM ~ mess around in my room, half-heartedly clean
3:30 AM - 4:00 AM ~ alternate between trying to sleep and getting up to do situps or weights because I was bored and not sleepy
4:00 AM - 6:00 AM ~ some semblance of sleep
6:00 AM - 7:00 AM ~ zombie time; fall asleep in shower repeatedly, managed to get dressed at some point.
Fun fun fun.
This shirt used to be form-fitting. It's quite loose now. Hrm. Even my shoes are loose. I had to tighten the buckles on these. Soon as I'm off my rag and no longer bloated (blecchhh) I'm gonna take my measurements again. Crap, this means I have to refigure the patterns for my dress, which is fortunately a minimal hassle since only the muslin for the lace undershirt is already cut and pinned. I need to contact my mother's friend again; I really need to go work with her some more. While I'm at it, I need a job. And some sort of an answer to Tish's problems. rrrgh.
I have no idea what Tish is doing this afternoon.
Squish, I have my cel phone on during my lunchtime (that's about 12:20 - 1:35). Just call me if you need a ride or some such.