urgh

Right about now, that latte I had at nearly 7pm isn't looking like such a wise decision. I was tired and wanted to be awake for the agent, but the problem is it's 1am and I'm still wide-freaking-awake.

Arrrrrrrrrgh. Tomorrow's gonna hurt.

boing

In spite of 2 and a half hours of sleep last night, I have the energy of a five-year old. Which means that after running amok like a maniac all day, I will pass out at 8:30PM tonight.

We'll see.

There's something about 3pm on a Friday afternoon that kicks my ADD into high-drive. All I can think about is HOMEHOMEHOMEHOMEHOMEHOMEHOME.

As in, wanting to GO. NOW.

NOWNOWNOWNOW.

I think I shall go annoy Jeff.

laissez le bon temps rouler

And let the couch-potato-ing commence!

Fall season is officially here! For me, and the shows I give a fuck about, it started on Tuesday with House, which I still haven't had a chance to see (but soon).

Last night, Sarah and I watched the premiere of Survivor Guatemala! Sarah chirped, as the credits rolled, "Oh look. So many new people to hate!" Bwahahaha!

( Spoilers, below )