I am going crazy.
It is 1 a.m., my new favorite hour of the day.
I usually get tired around this time a night, but because this is the third night in a row that I have stayed up this late, I am no longer fazed.
I have no sanity left. I didn't have much to begin with, anyway.
My filter is gone, so I'm sure I've offended Mr. Hill and several roommates and/or coworkers.
I have abandoned all attempts at eating healthy or excersizing. I cannot spell excersizing, and my spell check doesn't understand what I mean. I mean working out!
There is a wind storm. I hate wind. I can't sleep when wind is howling. So I might as well be working on my homework. Except I'm not working on my homework. I am writing a blog post and keeping my roommate awake. Nah, she can sleep through anything. (At least I hope).
If I had better judgement, I would do a ctrl a --> ctrl x [In other words, I would delete this]. But nope. I'm going to post it. And you're going to get a sense of how burnt out Megan is.