Modern Soapbox

Is it already Friday?! Oh yeah!

I had clinical at 6:30am as usual yesterday and spent some of the night doing what needs to be done and homework and lounging and wasting time and not sleeping. Yes, I didn’t get a night’s rest. I guess that’s just how it has to be. Actually, I had maybe a 15-minute nap trying to finish watching Tromeo & Juliet but too tired to complete it. I’m off at 11pm from work, have homework and keeping up with the apartment chores to do which takes me more than a couple hours on top of eating dinner and just winding down from work.

Fortunately, I was granted the day off on Thursday which I took full advantage of. I was out of clinical a little later than usual but finally figured an easier way to get home which shaved off a handful of minutes. I winded down from a night of no sleep. I guess I was so ecstatic about not having to be at work that I wasted an hour more on the computer than I had planned but got plenty of maintenance dillies squared away. So no, not really wasted… spent.

I finally hit the sack at 4pm. I rested ’til 8pm, awakened by Mare ready for our dizzate. Trudy’s Northstar had a ridiculous waiting list as usual, so we went to Curra’s North which hasn’t let us down yet. Mare had the Tacos al Pastor which are a winner, and I had the chicken tamales that leave you feeling pwn3d. We made the movie early as planned and almost had the theatre to ourselves. But of course, a couple more people showed up during the previews.

I had an excellent night’s sleep. On top of the four hours I had during the day, I gained another six at night. The instructor was going to be late for the clinical today, so she told us not to show up until 9am. BONUS. I am rested and ready for the eight hours left for work. All of my BBO movies have arrived plus the freebie they give every month, so that’s four and that’s awesome. Bustaburger tonite and an excellent weekend ahead. Aside from the fact that I have to study for two, yes two, exams this coming week (the third exam plus the final), my life is peachy keen sorbet.

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Why aren’t more people sporting grandfather clocks in their homes these days? Being slaves to time, average Americans should show their pride and allegiance to Father Time and have a grandfather clock in their living space. These massive time pieces are vintage and make anyone look like they have money to burn. If time and money is what we bleed for, then we should represent those idols with a grandfather clock.