Yes, so I cut my ankle shaving tonight and I've already bled through 3 band aids. Now I'm no doctor or anything, but this just doesnt seem right. So if I mysteriously disappear from diaryland, you will all know that I died tragically of blood loss due to shaving. Death to razors.
So anyways..I had to work today at 11, and after not getting to sleep till well past 4 a.m., I was not a happy camper, and I made sure my boss knew it. I think she was getting annoyed with my attitude, so I got to leave at 1:15. weee -heee!
But I came home and actually did some stuff. I had a psych and communications essay to write, and I managed to put it off until today. Lovely. The comm essay only had to be 200 words, but I made mine 589. Go me. Then I hurried though my psychology essay and went to the library to finish my summer reading form, and got that done. Even though its not due till the 12th.
I came home and did some laundry and started cutting out some random words for a collage. Then at 4:45 I headed over to my aunts house to babysit.
Babysitting went smoothly up until around 7:45 when the Samster conveniently started screaming and wouldnt stop. I let him cry until he fell asleep around 8:20..it may sound cruel but it wore the kid out. heh heh. He'll sleep all night for my aunt, so she'll be grateful.
Then I drove back the 20 minute drive (not cool when you are lacking sleep) and then took a shower, and thats where I sliced myself open. ouch.
I am just now remembering that I have a psych test tomorrow. crap. And I was looking forward to getting sleep..damnit.
