Katy #1- You really should make another video.
Katy#2- Ugh, I know. Stop nagging me, kay?
Katy #1- You're so lazy. You have absolutely no work ethic whatsoever.
Katy #2- Do you want to be punched? I mean really, you're just asking for it now.
Katy #1- Fine. Go ahead, sleep in and eat pizza rolls! Accomplish nothing!
Katy #2- Maybe I should...
Katy#1- Yeah, that's what I thought, dofus.
My sleep schedule is insane. I seriously sleep like cat. Yesterday my friend, Marilyn, had the brilliant idea of copying Alaska from John Green's Looking for Alaska, and going to various garage sales, buying every book we found interesting. I should have made a video of it. Well, the night before, last night, I ended up lying awake, restless in my bed. My body was tired, but my mind was speeding, refusing to slow down. Eventually I abandoned any thought of sleep for the night.
I pulled out Speak. It was an interesting read. The thought process is so well written. I love that, it makes it easier for me to get absorbed within the story and focus on the character's thoughts and mindset. I finished the book around 5:30 in the morning. We were supposed to go garage sale hunting at seven. Lovely.
So, we began our adventure in the humid Texas morning. I ended up only buying one book. Pathetic, just pathetic. Every sale we went to was...to put it nicely, composed of junk. Though I did find that one book and an electric keyboard, I've had an itch to take lessons. Apparently, it's not a good idea to do this the weekend of a holiday. Who'd of guessed?
All in all, I'm happy I went, even if I despise waking up early. So here I am, sleep deprived. For some wacky reason I find it much easier to write when I'm all tuckered out then whenever I'm wide awake. Maybe it's because my mind isn't going a hundred miles an hour, so it's easier to zone in on one thing. Maybe I'm ADD.
Random thought of the day-My family owns a random workout video hosted by an Australian man in spandex and his mother. It's hilarious.
Random conversation of the day-
Mother-So, I found out where all of the little ducklings in the local pond disappear to.
Mother-The snapping turtles eat them.
Me-....I'm going to go cry myself to sleep.