graduate school. that is the keyword o' the day. i researched it all day without break. well....that's not true. i ate a cheeseburger for lunch. and i vacuumed the floor. but i was still thinking about it even then. oh grad school grad school. who will accept me? who will pay my way? when will i go? WHERE will i go? so many questions. sigh....
i drank far too much coffee today and i am sore in some very strange places from my oh-so-fit- personal-training-session on friday. i didn't even know i had muscles there. ow.
i'm putting in yet another action-packed, cubicle-licious, flourescent-lit, 55 hour work week. i'm telling you---this whole life-as-a-working-adult schtick is totally rotten. thus the graduate school dreaming. and i keep having these memories of mom coming home at the end of the day and yelling at alex, katelyn and me because we were still in our pajamas eating ice-cream and hadn't unloaded the dishwasher yet. and suddenly, instead of being like "oh man, the only reason she had children was so she could get slave labour really really cheap," i'm like "oh. man. sorry mom."
i dreamt about israel last night and woke up to the evacuation of gaza strip splattered all over the front pages of the news. i emailed some of my friends from there and asked questions. what a crazy time we live in...
speaking of crazy----it's 8:43 which is just about my bedtime. life is totally out of control over here folks.