I haz coffee. And thank god for that. I feel like I’m hitting a wall and it’s way too early for that so I’m halfway through a cup of caffeine and I ate a Mars bar. I don’t want to eat too much chocolate at once lest I end up finishing Blogathon with a massive stomach ache.
What with all the frantic craze of trying to convince Breanna – who usually loves sleeping – that it was indeed time to close her eyes and go to bed, I didn’t really notice that I had gone past the halway point. But I did! While I was trying to get Breanna to sleep the mid-point hit Blogathon. I’m now on the other side, and there are fewer hours left than hours put in. This is good, it’s encouraging!
I think I’m going to finish my coffee while I start watching a movie. If I sit on the floor I’ll be less likely to fall asleep than if I sit on the couch.
I had told myself no coffee, but I’m getting pretty close to sending Chet out to 7-11 to get me a cup. I’ve been dragging all day and it’s just not getting better!
Yey! You’re hanging in there.
I just got home from my cousins’ house and guess what they were watching? “Life Or Something Like It”… Lanie says something along the lines of, “Someone once said, live everyday as if it were your last, ’cause one of these its gonna be.”
I remember when I saw the movie when it had just come out and I had gone w/ my roommates/college friends and we just kept talking about this for hours. Sometimes it inspires me, sometimes it just makes me hear the clock tick even louder.