sleep?

overrated.
Friday afternoon I ran around like a crazy lady trying to run errands, got in a fight with my mom over the phone, found out she had gone to the chiropractor ahead of me to pay my co-pay, called her and apologized for being a horrible person...found the sound system and microphone in the living room and talked on the mic to anywhere from 3 to 0 people at a time for about 45 minutes...met Noah for dinner in the Binz where I gossiped with Mary, ran into Andy, forced him into going with me to Baker's Square to pick up the two pies I managed to get the evil manager Carrissa to donate for our Open Mic Night Coffee House thing here at CG (I know, you're thinking that someone who would give free pies can't be evil but trust me on this one). Then we went to Cub and picked up the essentials for a CG party: chips and salsa, veggie tray, apples, cheese, olives (black and green)...the like. Came home, fought with my straightener, had carolers sing to me, put food out for the party...somehow I ended up emceeing for the evening...changed, put on some wings and snuck out the backdoor to go to the mock trial party, saw a bunch of my soar students (which wasn't nearly as awkward as one might think), ditched the wings and went back to CG, listened to some girard manly hopkins, went back to the party at paul's, came home, cleaned, slept for about 4.5 hours....
and it was saturday:
i went to my EMT refresher course which was just a joy...turns out one of the guys, joe, is friends with sarah erling. random but fun. did a cool practice medical assesment and diagnosed it correctly as an ectopic pregnancy (when conception occurs somewhere other than the uterus, usually in the fallopian tubes) which can be as fatal as a gunshot wound to the chest. ate out of tiff's lunchbox in my car and promptly passed out for a 25 minute nap during which i not only got dents on my face but actually drooled a little bit...sure you needed to know that...sat through a few more hours of lecture, came home, took another nap but was woken up when jen ran through the hallway yelling that the circut had blown. she would have been drowned out by my fan except that it was on the circut that blew. fabulous. went to starbucks as per a request...hung out with bekah jason and paul there until after close (yea, i'm cool, they let me stay after hours) brought bekah back here, CUT HER HAIR! she has bangs. its a contagious phenomenon apparently...watched most of A Knights Tale...finally went to bed to sleep for a whopping 5 hours this time...
and its sunday:
mostly the same---class, chipotle for lunch with joe and brett who both make me laugh, dollar store to pick up five stuffed lobsters for annie fochtman, class, home, nap...this time the power was out so i couldn't use my fan to drown out noise again but then it turned back on again out of the blue...then i baked a cake and finished andy's birthday present which was a box full of bottle caps i had saved all summer from work and the cake (last spring andrew jacob managed to swallow a bottle cap, called and woke me up to tell me about it, made me worry and had to go to the ER to get it removed). on the outside his card said:
"These gifts are a demonstration of what is ok to eat and what is not ok to eat."
inside:
"Now that you are 20 years old you should be able to tell which is which."
Mwahaha...i'm not gonna lie, it wasn't easy to cut out the duct tape letters on the box to write CAUTION. i wasn't sure if he would laugh or hate me forever. he laughed. then he took me out to dinner, for his birthday. yesss....
now i'm freezing cold because my room is an icebox. off to starbucks to study where i can drink something hot and write with feeling in my fingers...
:end sidenote