Oh wait, that’s me that’s very sleepy.  It is only 11:19 pm here and Internet, I truly do believe that I am going to make it into bed before 11:30pm.  Which will hopefully make up for the fact that I didn’t make it to bed until almost 2am last night.  Good thing I don’t have to be up before the sun rises–close, but not quite.

 How can the year be so close to being over with?  I was looking on a calendar today for something at work and counted it up–not counting today there are 34 more days left in 2007.  I’m excited for the New Year–I always start off thinking I’m going to do so much better in so many areas and then…well, there’s always the next year, right?!  I’m hopeful that since I’ve been able to make and for the most part stick to some changes I’ve made (see: de-crappifying my house) that 2008 will be a different year and I’ll be able to stick to my goals and see them through to acheivement.

However, that will have to wait for another day.  Right now I have the latest Coldwater Creek catalogue and my bed waiting for me and I can’t be late.

How is it that I keep telling myself that I’m going to be in bed, ready to turn the light off by 11:30pm every night and yet, here it is 12:19 am and I’m still up?

 Also, what on earth is in the kitchen trash that has turned on some serious funk so that I can smell it as I sit here in my office?

Hey, guess what?  I’m buried, yet again, under a mountain of homework for school!  Gee, I’m sure that’s the first time I’ve written that so far (kind of like you’ve never heard me complain that my child never sleeps, right?!!!).  Seriously, I know–I’ve been about as fun as a punch in the mouth here lately.  For that I profusely apologize–I’m just down to crunch time, the last few weeks in the semester, and it seems like I have all these assignments and ugly due dates coming at me one after another.

Have no fear though–I hope to regain my remaining shreds of sanity and sense of humor after the 10th of December (that would be when I turn in my very last Software Design project-gag gag gag and take my last final of the semester) and then I’m free free free until January 9th.  Whee.  I’m about giddy thinking about all the small Owen-sized socks I will be able to knit with all that free time.  I’d be about giddy about being able to catch up on my tv watching as well, except that’s kind of a moot point with the writer’s strike and all.

I better run–I have to go write a plausible explanation of why I chose to go the route I did for a particular assignment and since I’m thinking the short and direct answer of “BECAUSE THE VOICES TOLD ME TO” won’t quite cut it, I need all the extra time I can get.