I was on the phone for three hours last night. And the night before. With my one night stand.
Umn, what?
Anyway. I've been up studying for a bit now, I have a biology exam in a couple hours. Mendelian genetics review, basis of chromosomal inheritance, DNA replication, and RNA transcription. WHEW! I'm actually kind of excited to get it out of the way. I also have a paper due that is not finished, but pretty much kicks ass so far. It's an analysis of a written argument - from Andrew Sullivan in 1989 - for gay marriage. But he's using the argument against DPs to say that gays will be socially responsible if we can get marred. Fucking gay conservatives, man. That is, of course, super simplified, but you get the point.
In the three hours between the two classes I can probably finish catching up in my late-registration lit. class and finish that paper.
This is the end of a pretty solitary weekend here at the house-sitting house. Yesterday I finally kicked it into gear and got my studying done that needed to happen. I've eaten three pints of ice cream. It's my crutch. And I've drank about a million gallons of tea. That's the other crutch. This box of irish breakfast has three bags left in it, and once it's gone i'm off caffeine. (there are also a bunch floating around in my book bag that I'll drink first)
I really feel like I'm going to get pregnant the first try. Part of me feels half-foolish to feel so sure, but I just do. I'm going between not wanting to set myself up for heart break and feeling like manifestation is key.
Do you think it would be silly to order the Bend, Breathe, and Conceive dvd? It's future-mom yoga. I wonder if I would actually do it. I think I'm more likely to do it by myself than go to a class....
I'm obsessed.
Umn, what?
Anyway. I've been up studying for a bit now, I have a biology exam in a couple hours. Mendelian genetics review, basis of chromosomal inheritance, DNA replication, and RNA transcription. WHEW! I'm actually kind of excited to get it out of the way. I also have a paper due that is not finished, but pretty much kicks ass so far. It's an analysis of a written argument - from Andrew Sullivan in 1989 - for gay marriage. But he's using the argument against DPs to say that gays will be socially responsible if we can get marred. Fucking gay conservatives, man. That is, of course, super simplified, but you get the point.
In the three hours between the two classes I can probably finish catching up in my late-registration lit. class and finish that paper.
This is the end of a pretty solitary weekend here at the house-sitting house. Yesterday I finally kicked it into gear and got my studying done that needed to happen. I've eaten three pints of ice cream. It's my crutch. And I've drank about a million gallons of tea. That's the other crutch. This box of irish breakfast has three bags left in it, and once it's gone i'm off caffeine. (there are also a bunch floating around in my book bag that I'll drink first)
I really feel like I'm going to get pregnant the first try. Part of me feels half-foolish to feel so sure, but I just do. I'm going between not wanting to set myself up for heart break and feeling like manifestation is key.
Do you think it would be silly to order the Bend, Breathe, and Conceive dvd? It's future-mom yoga. I wonder if I would actually do it. I think I'm more likely to do it by myself than go to a class....
I'm obsessed.