Playing Hooky
I managed to finish my paper and sneak off to bed at 12:30 am. However, no one notified my body that it actually slept for nine hours… can you say PAIN. I woke up with a migraine and pain all the way down my back. Joy! Anyhow, I decided that I was in NO condition to face the van rides over and back to class and in NO condition to driver myself either. So, I’m playing hooky I guess.
If only that meant what it sounds like. What it really means is that I’m home to finish cleaning this apartment (Hurricane Georges and tropical storm Laundry just came through) and begin prepping for the exam tomorrow. Sigh. That’s hardly what I would call “playing”. Oh well… it beats the van.
PS: Kat… I’m thinking about you RIGHT NOW!
