*manic laughter* I'm going to
die.
I have class this morning from 9:10-10:25am, then from 1:10-2pm, and 2:40-3:55pm. I have to leave my last class a half-hour early to get to my bartending/partyhelping job (a Passover Seder for 14 people), which will run from 4-10pm. After six hours of standing on my feet (but with a paycheck that will amount to roughly $170), I'll probably get home around 11, due to the bus schedule that time of night and the almost certainty that the event will run late. Then, I'll have to finish writing my 4-6 page paper for Social Movements that's due on Thursday at 1:10pm. Which, granted, isn't very long, but I'll have been on the move for about 10 hours at that point, and I haven't really read the book with the concepts we're supposed to use to analyze our topic. My first class Thursday is also at 9:10am (note to self: NEVER AGAIN let you give yourself this schedule), followed by the aforementioned 1:10-2:25pm class, followed by another 5-9pm Passover job. And what am I doing right now? That's right. LJ and Facebook.
The good news? This will be followed by blissful sleep. The other good news? I'm writing the paper on Barton Springs activism, which is easy for me. I managed a page and half just on basic explanations of the issue, pulled out of my ass sans proper research. Katie, I might be calling you at some point. You've been warned. Also, today was good. I went to class and got free lunch and cotton candy because of Spirit Day, lay in the sun on the lawn, and hung out with Leigh doing work this afternoon. Good times.
In other news, I've started DLing "Supernatural". I figure, once you have an entire dream which your brain cooked up as an episode without ever having seen a second and reading only one drabble in the fandom, your subconscious is trying to tell you to watch the real McCoy.
Oh, and
( a few more BPAL reviews . )