it's the juice that makes it juicy

i went to a baby shower for two of my former coworkers yesterday. it was silly and stupid and sickeningly cute, but i enjoyed myself for the most part.

i made it through 75% of the party before my biological clock jumped the gun again. it didn't help that i was the only one in attendance who hadn't had a baby yet. "so when are we going to throw you a shower? how long before you start wanting them?"

i want them now. god damn. NOW!

but at the same time i'd like to finish getting my shit together before i jump into all of that. it's pretty good motivation, that's for sure.

so i've been sleeping and studying all day. taking notes and making flash cards. i'm surprised how much of this crap i remember.

i'm exhausted though...

i think maybe i'm done for the night. i'm tempted to just hit the hay right now, but i feel like i really haven't even done anything with my day yet.

of course, what would i do at this hour?

(what would i do at any hour?)

anyway, tomorrow is the first day of class. i'm excited. i'm praying that i don't have vlad again as my prof, but i will survive if i do. and i think having class four days a week instead of two is going to help me out a great deal (if i bother going (and i hope that i do)).

ugh. after reading what i've written here, it's obvious to me that i need some more sleep. so it's off to bed i go.