10 minutes left of the longest call center shift ever. I decided to write to keep myself from falling asleep. Unlike the effects of studying. When I was younger I used to try to fall asleep in my books because it seemed so picturesque and Full House like. That was kind of weird. Mostly it was just uncomfortable. Here there is at least a wall that I can snuggle up with. It doesn't help that the temperature is so warm. I feel like I'm in an incubator. Like a little baby chick. Only not as cute.
School has been kind of wearing lately. I've been dreaming of going to Poland. Are pierogies Polish? That seems about right. I could really go for a pierogie right about now. Speaking of these last ten minutes taking forever, I'm also hungry. I decided to eat grape nuts this morning and ignore the fact that it looked like gerbil turds. Unfortunately it tasted like gerbil turds too. I figure that I drink alcohol that tastes like lighter fluid, why not put the same effort into a healthy morning? I couldn't do it though. I guess I'll have to work up my grape nuts tolerance.
Have been thinking about performing a skit for the public service fund date night fundraiser (now know as the masquerade themed something or other people you don't actually go on a date with the person you bid on). I was thinking about recreating the jazz flute scene from Anchorman. It makes me laugh in my head. I need to commit to doing it before I back out and decide to sit at home with my pierogies instead.
Three minutes. . . three long minutes.
Speaking of pierogies again. They hardly sell them here in Virginia. I had a cashier ask me what I was buying once when she scanned them. This place is bogus. My roomate says I'm overreacting. That's probably true.
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