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Time Zones

It was only a dream.  Actually, it was a plan I had going for over 2 months when winter semester began.  I would have all of my classes on two days of the week.  So here I am 3 weeks into this second semester of my freshman year and I've been to classes on all of five days (no school on MLK day= 6 day weekend or 1 day out of 11 with classes.)  I've got perfect attendance, too.  I can ski and sleep on off days.

In my mind's blueprints for this whole schedule revolution I put as an afterthought that, "oh yeah, I'll get a little more sleep, too."  I was completely wrong.  I get a LOT more sleep.  I get too much sleep.  I. get. too. much. sleep.  And when I don't, I make up for it by going Euro with my body clock, sleeping until, as my father might say, "All hours of the (afternoon)."  I should note that instead of "afternoon,"  he usually says "morning."  This is what I remember about the times I slept this week, but I could be wrong on some since I've been so un-sleep-deprived. 

Sunday- Woke up at 8:30 a.m.  Took nap from 9 p.m. to 11:30 p.m.  Went to bed at 3:00 a.m.

Monday- woke up at noon.  Took a 2 hour nap. Went to bed at 5:00 a.m..

Tuesday- woke up at 4:00 p.m.  Went to bed at 7:30 a.m. Wednesday.

Wednesday- got up at 10:30 a.m.  Went to bed at 3:00 a.m.

Thursday- got up at 2:00 p.m.  Went to bed at 7:00 a.m. on Friday.

Friday- got up at noon.  Went to bed at 5:00 a.m. on Saturday.

Saturday- got up at 3:30 p.m.  Still awake typing on blog at 3:30 a.m.

Lest I stir up my parents to anger, I would that they might look and see that upon calculation, it must needs be that I did obtain an average of 8 hours of sleep per day, which is the very same number of hours which are given daily unto the missionaries to sleep therein.  Amen.

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19 things

Here's something I wrote on facebook at a friend's invitation. The idea is for people to write 19 things about themselves and forward the list to 19 people with a request to take part in the endless cycle.


1. I hate exercising to the point of being nervous if I have to run for an extended period of time (excepting chasing a basketball.)
2. I obsess over hobbies and rarely excel in any of them.
3. If I could have $100 a week for waking up at 5 am on weekdays I’d say, “lol no.”
4. I really hope my niece doesn’t become afraid of everyone who isn’t her mom or dad.
5. When I grow up I want to live in Switzerland and commute to work in central Germany on the autobahn.
6. If I was forced to learn a foreign language I’d be so excited I would somehow be able to wake up early every day.
7. I don’t read.
8. I think sweating is overrated.
9. I love golden retrievers because they’ll be your friend even if you’re a loser.
10. I love giant cities, but wish I could go into the buildings and find cool things instead of cubicles- or at least cubicles with stories to tell. If these cubicles could talk…
11. I would be a pilot if it was free and I wouldn’t die and I could do barrel rolls.
12. Olives are a lousy decoration and a lousier food.
13. The term “pet peeve” is my biggest pet peeve. Gross, I wrote it.
14. I’m afraid I won’t ever keep a job because I’ll sleep in on purpose.
15. I’d like to be chased around the globe (not counting the women who’ve already tried.)
16. I am a mountain man and want to ski off of big cliffs someday and build a mountain hut.
17. Going somewhere new is the closest I can get to going back in time to somewhere old.
18. I don’t like voids between people.
19. I turn 19 in April and then I’m going on a mission. I’m excited/scared/worried/sad

to leave/brimming with jovial bliss.