Ah!!!

I wrote a post that made no sense but was really funny. It also outlined my two operations for this weekend that are to be completed. Then wordpress spazzed out and deleted it!!! Uncle Frick! This upsets me deeply.

I fear at this late hour, there is nothing for me to do but to return to my bed of pain. And I mean that facetiously. I am not in a literal bed of pain.
Quick outline of operations:

1. Operation Wacky: This calls upon the innate human need to leave the normalcy of sane insanity and bridge out into the depths of wackiness. Very existential.

2. Operation Get-Life-Back-In-Order: Switch my down duvet to my organic New Zealand wool blanket. Put clothes away. Map out study schedule for the rest of the year. Make hipster PDA. Make list of priorities. Don’t make a list of things that you need to do in Operation G-L-B-I-O and put “make list of priorities” at the end of said list. It’s obviously is a sign that your priorities are out of order.

So that is it my friends.

Oh yes, and in Operation #2, it included skyping with Tutu and Sean, and WRITING BLOG POSTS FOR Students 2.0 and PGC. Because, gosh, when was the last time you did that you lazy mistress of death? (And by “mistress of death” I mean myself. It’s a nickname that we have for me. And by “we” I mean myself as well, and not some group of people living in my head. Glad that clarifies things.)

This needs to come to an end now. I’m frightening the children.