And I mean flushed in the non-bathroom sort of way Weighing my pockets with stones of longing |
So, I have to go to Badminton in about 5 minutes. I just ate a cinnamon roll and egg rolls at the snack bar. Hopping around the court is not, I suspect, going to feel so good. I can't believe it's going to be 2:30 before I even start my work! It's going to be a crazy night! But I'm going to be uber-productive so I can still sleep like I love to do so much. I didn't get up until 11 today! Holy cow. Hopefully I can convince myself that work is good this weekend. On another note, I had a sex dream about Oliver Platt. It took place at Burton dining hall. I think maybe I should stop eating before bed, or something...
Oh, Shuttlecock! at 1:00 p.m. |