Pork Chops

There are so many items on my to-do list for the next few days that I'd rather just throw it accross the room in hopes that upon impact, it does itself.

My body is exhausted, but yet I am going to try and complete a small book list to my parents for Christmas, write an email about a t-shirt concept to an artist, and then head out to my friends party for a bit. As much as I would like to get shit faced with my friends, it's Tuesday, and I love a lot of design work to complete tomorrow. I also have a few things I would like to get done tonight so that I do not have to worry about them tomorrow.

Red Bull before the shinding? Yes. And then I must manage my time accordingly so that I do not get caught up in the endless drunken banter, but damn I miss my friends and there will be people there I haven't seen in a while. I know that I work a lot to accomplish the things I want, but sometimes I feel like im missing out, even though I'm sure that's not the case. When you get to drunk to remember anyway, then technically it didn't happen, and wouldn't have, and therefore not going in the first place is practically the same thing...I think. Or something like that.

I ate way to much for dinner, 2 pork chops, mashed potatoes, chips, and a few cookies, thats also why I feel like instantly falling asleep at this very moment. But if I lay down I am going to pass out until like 7am and miss the party and I can forget getting anything else done. Continuing to type is also wasting time, so I should stop.