lay awake in a cold sweat. or what would have been a cold sweat if my room weren't too cold for a cold sweat.
translated some vergil
translated some ovid
read some blogs
read some newspaper
thought some about getting a glass of milk
decided to write a blog. because i don't have time during normal waking hours.
next on the list is study some greek. I am kind of wishing that the world woke up at 5.
Anyway, I do have some legitimately good posts.
How my family views antioxidants.
If you eat the blueberry first, it consumes the bacon before the fat can be absorbed.
Favorite conversation snippet from yesterday upon hearing the milkshake song:
"I just learned that milkshake means breast."
"What did you think the song was about, ice cream goodness?"
ps. my blog time is an hour before my real time.
3 comments:
wait, the milkshake song...what is it really about??
really, I have no idea...
wait, are you living in the house yet? were you up wandering around at about 3:15ish? because i woke up then because i thought i heard something (maybe tory, who was sleeping in my room, talks in her sleep?) and it freaked me out. and then i heard someone walking around in the hall. and i was thinking geez -- it's 3:15am! and then i was thinking maybe that's not very late and that i'm never sure what "late" really is anymore ....
wow, i just love to babble.
-jess
oh, so in conclusion, i, too, like to randomly wake up in the middle of the night and be worried! like when i thought that voldemort was going to ruin formal. but that's another story.
-jess, again
p.s. wheee!
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