So... Rebecca is having a party. This is apparently, based upon what I've seen, a made up holiday that is celebrated every third year wherein people are thankful for things that are pretty bad. I believe it's called Schlechtesmas or something like that. Derived from the German word for bad schlechtes and the Danish word mas meaning trouble nuisance or worry. So I guess it's a double negative and therefor actually fun.
Anyway, I don't have nearly so much of the blogging flair that Rebecca has, but yeah. I'm not invited to the party. Atleast, I wasn't invited to the party, but I can participate later if I want to do so.
For the record going to school and working full time is pretty obnoxious... especially if you have a small child in your home that doesn't like to let you sleep through the night. Last night she woke up at about 1:30 and was crawling on me and crying in my face. Not sure what to make of that... The night before I guess she actually woke up about the same time, but she was up a lot longer. Actually, she was bad enough that Rebecca got really frustrated and I took Alice downstairs for like an hour and a half and played blocks with her. Yes, I was tired.
There's so many things that I have to do now that it's just so easy to get overwhelmed. Unfortunately, when I get really overwhelmed I generally just shut down and don't get anything done that's useful. I'll have to do better in the future. Sorry I really don't feel like I have anything to say, so cheers.
Okay, yes. I would have posted that already but the mouse stopped working on the lap top.
I'm up in the middle of the night. I can't really say way. One reason I suppose is that I was curious if I'd gotten a raise yet or not... and um... that's inconclusive because the money hasn't hit the bank yet. So I don't know.
I've been listening to what I'll call a scary book at work. And I mean that apparently it's scary enough that I was lying upstairs in bed and kinda started to imagine ghosts looming in the shadows coming to rape my women and burn my crops. A bit ridiculous but there it is.