heaven ain’t close in a place like your mom

well 40 mgs of aderol certainly does help you maintain focus. i just wrote a three page, single spaced, 10 font play for theatre. it’ll be hard to memorize the lines because it’s basically all monologues. also, the timing for the action part will require lots of work, but if we can do it, it’ll be great.

other than that, i’m doing alright, except my fingers are cold and i feel like i want another cigarette, but i’ve already smoked most of pack tonight. i just got it at like 4 too. chain smoking knocks my wallet to the ground. oh! and i didn’t realize until today how close the end of the semester is. monday is the last day of classes (and i would have a psych test on that last day), tuesday is a study day (i think) and exams start on wednesday. ahhh! well, at least my first exam isn’t until friday, but here’s the catch. i have my german exam from 8 to 11, have an hour to recoup and then go right into my english exam from 12 to 3. then, on saturday, i have my psych exam from 12-3. i get sunday and monday off and have my theatre exam from 8 to 11 and from 12 to 3 (enough time to have everyone present their plays). the last day of exams, the 15th of december, the VERY last day of the exam period, is my math exam from 12 to 3.

but that won’t be too bad because i’m doing stephanie’s journal reviews for psych, which are so easy, and she’s paying me $10 per page. three reviews at $10 each leads to 30 of the easiest dollars i’ll ever make. plus, i may do gwinna’s paper in exchange for $5, some addy and possibly a pack, depending on how difficult it is (i give her a break on my $10-a-page rule because she’s my roomie and i know she has a limited amount of money for the rest of the year). howev, stephanie, instead of paying the $30 is going to get me a handle of whatev i want! and the 15th is when owen is able to smoke again because his ada classes will be over with. so owen’s getting the bud and i’m bringing the drinks and we’re gonna do some hard partying for about an hour, hour and a half.

why that short a time? jessica will be driving us to the airport at 6.30 to be there checking in and going through security at 7 for my 8.15 flight and owen for his 8.30 flight. it’s gonna be awesome. nk, last night, while i was hanging out in the courtyard, the guys and girls of mc connell were outside doing their thing, joey, owen, daniel and owen’s cousin (barton?) were out there (came out?) and i finished the last few gulps of joey’s drink. then i took some sips from owen’s. then i heard they were going up to smoke a fat joint that owen was about to roll (he loves roll blunts and joints and packing bowls, even though he can’t smoke it) and i asked if it was cool if i smoked with them.

since owen owes me cashes, and since the guys are rilly chill and know that i’ll get them back eventually, i went up with them. we got to owen’s room and daniel, who was rilly RILLY high, sat in the chair and preceeded to doze off. we discovered that the papers were down in joey’s room so he and barton went to get them while owen and i chilled. it was kind of cozy. harris was passed out on the couch and daniel was non responsive in the chair, so me and owen just talked while i finished his drink and had a few beers and broke up the bud. then about ten minutes later joey and barton come up sans papers because they were in joey’s room with joey’s keys. smart one. he said he’s knocked on the door but no one came so they came back up. he called someone and headed down again, but came back quicker that time.

so we all crawled through the window out onto owen’s balcony and toked up. then daniel went down. we had a few cigs then went inside. barton wanted to play halo II rilly bad so they hooked it up and played for awhile. i just watched. that game is mesmorizing when you watch and you high/tipsy. eventually i went down with joey still passed out in owen’s chair. i got into bed around 4 and missed my 9am german class, but it’s nk. she’s nice and if i missed anything, i’ll schedule a quick study review with her.

so.. i still don’t know whether i want to have another cig, try to go to bed, work on stephanie’s journal reviews, do my math homework, clean my desk or anything else that pops into my mind. oh wow. i just realized that it’s almost 4. my sleeping patterns are all kinds of fucked up. i think maybe i won’t go to sleep. i may take an hour nap at 6, but i have so much to do and i’m still hanging onto my addy buzz so i feel like i can do all of that.. so i may take another and see where it takes me!

so.. was nick right?.. nah!

~debbi