It’s 5:34 pm (eastern time) and I am sleepy as hell. I didn’t sleep last night due to the fact that I had two high octane presentations today. Plus my dataset for one of the projects was just not working out. I used all the statistical programs I knew of, and even some that i had never tried before, and all to no vail. Upset about that but wetin man for do?
When I did finally make it to bed last night, Lover won’t let things be. Amidst intertwined bodies and shifting shirt-angles, I found myself engaged in a fight to prove that with Lover’s 7:30am meeting time and my need to be up 6am, doing more than sleep would be extremely foolish. Lover won that fight, and I am not complaining:)
This trip ends soon, and I have to decide what the next step is. The world is open but the question is how much I am willing to put into it?
Also why are folks such fuckups? It’s like just being straight up honest, instead of playing games, is completely out of style.
