Dear 4:47 am: I hate you. Love, Crystal.

So I've officially decided that there should be support groups for nightcrawlers like yours truly. we can have pillow fights and munchies and special rooms for sexual foreplay.

I'm thinking about taking up photo blogging again. Thus far, I've only done it on myspace blogs. Ah the good times of illustrative photos with captions... like theeese one... not my best... but still good times. I've got tons of photos that need attention. and blah blah blah.

Amazing... I'm so bored with this blog I just got sleepy. ME. SLEEPY. wow.

I reckon there'll be a new post in a few hours after a slight nap and MAAAYBE a class or two.

That appears to be my trend these days. one class here... one class there. this whole MON-FRI 8am class schedule isn't working for me. I need to regain my morning skills. Guys have it easier, they get morning wood. If i had something like that to look forward to every morning I wouldn't mind waking up anymore. the end.

DEAR CRYS:

don't register for any classes before 11am

next quarter. you're a COMPLETE FAILURE

if you do.

LOVE, SELF.