The brief is turned in. My partner and I are still friends. I feel like we went through prison together or something...like we saw and did horrible things to survive and now we must never speak of them again.
I am so tired and strung out...it's crazy, but I think I am going to try to stay here and at least skim the reading that I was supposed to have done for Admin today, so that I can do some kind of better job for what's due tomorrow. I'm so worried about getting behind in there!
Anyway, I am all jittery and crazy from lack of sleep and caffeine, and I'm pretty sure I look like a full size bag of ass, but I guess them's the breaks.
I can't wait for M. to get here. I'm sad she'll only be in town for one day, but I am pretty excited about some girl time and some booze time. If we throw in a Cabana Boy, some Diet Coke, a Jimmy Buffett CD, and some cookies, my life will be just about perfect.