I Don't Sleep Much ... Except for All the Time

I have a very weird sleep schedule. And by that I mean I basically have the circadian rhythm of an ADD chihuahua.

My roommates always say, "I feel like you never sleep. But at the same time, you sleep all the f*cking time." And it's true. I love sleep. Naps are one of my favorite things (cue Sound of Music melody), but that's basically all my sleep consists of: just (sometimes very long) naps. But then I go forever without sleeping at all.

Take yesterday (2 days ago?) for example. I was running errands with a friend, getting ready for Relay for Life this weekend, when my mom called to say she was leaving work early. Mind you, this "early" departure occured at 11:30 at night, and yet I still wonder why I'm like this. We ended up cooking vats on vats on vats of taco meat and talking ... until 5:30 in the morning. Then I had a conference call at 10:00am, followed by a long day spent at the high school and running more errands for this godforsaken, though very exciting, weekend.

I came home, spent some time with family, and have been really doing nothing ever since. And when I say nothing, I don't mean I'm sitting here watching TV, or even on the internet (until I decided to write this). I just mosey about my room, slightly adjusting things and thinking to myself. Dilly dallying.

NOT SLEEPING.

And my dad is waking me up on his way to work (6:00am) so that I can start my homework. Why the hell did I think summer classes were going to be a good idea?? After my homework, I'm going back to school all day to get ready for this weekend, then I'm coming home to do more school work before I have to go to a job work meeting at 7:30. And that's before I'm coloring my hair purple again with friends, preparing to wake up at 7:00 in the morning and be awake for more than 24 hours at Relay Saturday into Sunday. Oh, then I get to go to work at 4:00 on Sunday and work all day Monday.

And don't forget, that 50 page reading assignment and 3 page paper are due on Monday by midnight!

I don't know why I do this to myself. I just can't sleep.

WorxEnergy, you are a godsend.

And So It Begins

One of my best friends told me today that I belong to the All-American Family. I thought this over for a while, and if my best friend thinks that about me, I must convey a very pretty picture of a very chaotic life.

Now, don't get me wrong. I love my family, and I can even understand why she might think that. On the surface, I have two married parents, one younger sibling, and two dogs. I've lived in the same house my whole life, I'm active in the community, and I'm starting my sophomore year of college in the fall.

But really, my life is like a soap opera. And trust me, I would know. I watch several.

So here's my attempt to show you the things that happen and the people I encounter in my daily life. My stories often end with the listener giving me that wide-eyed look that can only be accompanied by a stuttered "wow" and an awkward laugh.

I know that people are usually watching what I do. Whether that's the insufficiently-medicated paranoia or the concedingly delerious self-involvement is probably up for discussion, but, regardless, I feel like a celebrity, and this is my story.

My dogs like to 69 each other.

Enjoy!