Sometimes I feel like I'm falling from heaven.

My first morning back at school went as well as could be expected after having gotten into town around 12:30 a.m. (and only that early because I found my stash of Tylenol when the Cramps From Hell kicked in just before Okahumpka) and a 7:25 a.m. first class. For the first time in a long time, there was a moment in there when I distinctly did not want my life.

Leaving Schiz behind was, as always, a loathsome chore but duty called. *hugs* At this rate though, I should be seeing you again in, oh, two weeks? ;)

I've consumed more caffeine than any one human being should do in the span of a week and my level of awakeness is still a far cry from ideal. Eh. My next class isn't until 1:55, so thanks for small mercies and all that.

The cat people on my friendslist might want to skip this.

( I am a dog person... )