Sunday Morning

This was a game, you were just playing, and now I'm losing you!
I'm a victim of love... -- Victim of Love, Elton John

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I could not really sleep at all last night. It took forever to fall asleep, and during the morning hours, I felt like I was being tossed up and down... or pressed, or surged as though I were on an up-and-down roller coaster. I woke up about an hour early, and spent the rest of the morning trying to sleep and get over that feeling. Perhaps it was the beer? It was blue moon... Maybe I should just avoid beer all together, instead of trying to like it.

I got up and went to Saishyo Enkei a little late, only to remember as I was driving up on an empty parking lot at about 8:05 that we didn't have class this week. Great. I drove back home, and played WoW. I think I'm addicted.... gurr to Forrest.

So sick as I am, and exhausted as I am, I'm going to go to work and see what I can make for my money this weekend... and when it's over, I'm coming back home, and I'm not spending a penny of it ... I mean, you know, I say that, but... I should get better control of my budget. The months almost over; there is waay to much at stake and too much I have to do for me to be out wasting money.