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It was obviously the cup of Darjeeling I had after dinner that put me over the edge because it's 1:40AM, I'm tired as hell, I have a 6:30 - 7AM wake-up, and I'm not sleepy. I laid out on my bed for twenty minutes before saying "fuck it" and now I'm semi-upright typing into the box. Joy.

I'm almost graduating (again!); whee! I was "nominated" to give a speech at our ceremony...quotation marks because two of my friends put my name on the ballot to piss me off and as the young woman whom six people voted for declined the invitation I felt it my duty to step up to the plate. As the other person "nominated" with two whopping votes was one of the young ladies who put my name up for consideration I don't feel so bad. My voice isn't made for giving speeches. Pillow-talk, perhaps. Sex line operator has been suggested, but I'd cater only to the pedo set. Speeches? nuh-uh. It's soft and unreliable, and tends to die out with the least provocation. I did suggest co-writing a speech with the other nominee, and as she's a fan of my writing (God, it did my ego some good to have someone actually follow my newspaper articles) she was thrilled. I've never successfully written with another person so this should be fun/interesting/bloody torture. I intend to engage in the writing over a couple of pints at the local pub, although knowing my (non-existent) alcohol tolerance I'll make it through half a glass of Summer Ale (oooooooh yeah, Summer Ale) before I start acting the fool, devising dirty limericks instead.

I'm trying to think of what I should do when I'm done with classes. It does strike me a bit "counting chickens", but I hardly think I'll flunk out (*crosses fingers*). I think I'd like to travel, but to be completely honest I just want time away from this house for a little while. Too bad the funds aren't available. Pooh.

Random question for the USers - when's the last time y'all heard about the Bird Flu? Was it before or after the latest administrative crisis? Just checking.

I'm sure it's not obvious, but I'm fighting the lack of emotion that usually signifies my funked state. Well, maybe it's obvious: my posts tend to become more nonsensical and more self-absorbed the more crappy I get emotionally. And I hear the people in the Peanut Gallery going "but ALL your goddamned posts are ridiculous, self-serving, and self-centered". Thank ewe, but I don't pay you guys to make points. Or maybe there is a point there. You know what? maybe that's just my cue to try the whole "sleep" thing again.

Ulterior Motivation

The only reason I made it through the boring as fuck Nursing Research class was because our guest lecturer was rockin' a lovely Aussie accent. Not only did I manage to stay in class and stay awake but I actually asked a few questions.

Now to attempt to stay in the computer lab and do some work, because once I head home I'm going to be tempted to plop on my bed and sleep until clinical.

And then I said "no goddamned way!"

We had some Japanese doctoral nursing students in a couple of months ago, and one of them was present when I had to pop into Health Services for an emergency eye examination. She was a pleasant enough woman, and I gave her permission to check in on my appointment. I didn't realize that she'd put me in her Powerpoint presentation...not that I have a problem with it, just saying. But my GOD I didn't realize my breasts were so big. I mean, I carry them around and I periodically admire their fullness but, Jesus, you get another perspective from photos and when you remember that tiny Asian women are looking at your junk. I really have to start making Ballys my home away from home again.

"Ha-HA!" or "these crazy kids and their slang"

B...b-bro-job? Bro-job?? Now I know I'm too tired, because I am laughing my ass off.