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Showing posts with label caffienated stupor. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Pre final jitters

It's like I am getting married, being given a death sentence or have just been told I will be forced to listen to "Whip My Hair" on repeat for eternity, all at the same time. I am feeling nauseated, repulsed and down right bitchy.

Basically it all adds up to "this is the last week before finals" jitters.

I can't concentrate for the life of me. Extreme caffeine induced bliss is quickly followed by death, damnation and destruction. I can't decide it I want to break out singing "Thriller" or grab a Nerf Sword and beat people with it, repeatedly.



Or break out the Nerf double headed ax.



All of which is happening because I have gotten to little sleep and consumed to much coffee. This is a reoccurring phenomenon. I am almost positive the only reason I don't remember how horrendous I act at the end of every semester is because of the insane amount of endorphins my body releases when I finally wake up from death sleep (the great collapse that follows the last final).

It's a little like being pregnant. The only reason women do it again is because their body releases a bunch of happy after almost dying, so they don't remember the trauma of pushing a ten pound ball of death out of their bodies.

That is mildly disturbing.



There that made everything better.

I feel like I had some ingenious thing I was going to wax eloquently on. And for the life of me I cannot remember what it was. Damn.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Quips from writer's group

Because we are so awesome.

Last night we went to a new coffee house and it had a great vibe. Everything was decorated in coffee colored shades, a short of earthy feel. A nice relaxing atmosphere.

Which didn't keep me from having a caffeine induced haze of hilarity. Freaking everything was funny.

I would love to point out that one of the members is pregnant with quadruplets, or spocktuplets since at least one of the babies is going to be Spock.

True story.

And if you believe that you are medicated than I was last night. Which would be pretty impressive because I forgot to order decaf and was blitzed like no one not on something prescribed should be. It felt great. Except the fact that I have been mildly sick all weekend. Or maybe felt sick all weekend. Not sure it is healthy to drink as much coffee as I did.

The last few days have been a blast though. I learned how to play Mario kart on the Wii. The remote is ridiculously touchy. Turn it a little and go flying off the fracking course. Other than dying every other turn it was super fun.

I'm not entirely sure were I was going at the beginning.

Writer's group

Writer's group

Ah, yes. I was talking about how splinderfously awesome it was last night. Quit entertaining.

Never underestimate the creative powers of over caffeinated women. Never. It will end with you being laughed at by creatures vaguely resembling hyenas. Only not as nasty smelling.

Also if you get the chance watch Eddie Izzard. He's fabulous.

On a completely unrelated note I found this and thought it was worth listening to.

Sarah Kay

Watch it. It's great.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Last nights vestiges

For the last few weeks I have been obsessing over Bestfriends favorite blog. I would say it is my favorite blog, but she has definitely won my vote for best blog ever!

Anyway, so I was in a caffeinated stupor and had an insightful moment. One of those moments when the world makes perfect sense. If I was a Buddhist I would have reached enlightenment, since I am not I can assume it happened because I had consumed to much caffeine while being sleep deprived.

My school has really, really bad internet service, like so bad that whenever I have a paper due I spend the entire day before writing praying that by some miraculous chance I will be able to get online to find references. Since I see no reason for me to have to do this I figured there must be an extremely evil presence that kept me from my life line.

Then it hit me, it's a fairy! Not just any fairy, it's the Evil Internet Fairy of DOOM! that is keeping me from getting internet service.



and that is how I knew I had read to much Hyperbole and a Half. I was drawing pictures in paint... I don't know if I will do this again, it was kinda fun.