Birdbots and reading

This is both interesting and scary.

I went to bed at 9 last night and woke up at 9:30 this morning. A good 12.5 hours of rest! I can’t believe I went to bed so early but I was extremely tired. I tried keeping myself awake by eating Skittles but the sugar just wasn’t working. I think I was made sleepier by reading since that usually has that effect on me. I didn’t take a shower, which is very odd for me, I didn’t brush my teeth, which is also very odd for me, I just cleaned off my bed, which consisted of moving a heap of jackets to my computer chair, and collapsed.

I think I’m going to start reading Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton today, adding a fourth book to my list. I read that book my junior year in English but I want to read it again and they had it on sale at Barnes & Noble, where I went last night. I got out of class, watched a couple episodes of Futurama (The Birdbot of Ice-Catraz was awesome) and then headed over to Hamburg where I stayed in Barnes & Noble for a few hours. After leaving Hamburg, I drove around downtown Lexington, a very pretty area, for a while until my need to pee made me drive to Young Library. After that quick stop, I headed out Nicholasville where traffic was as bad as usual and hit up the mall. I now have my brother’s Christmas gift and a silver ring with purple cubic zirconias from New York & Co. for myself.

Besides Ethan Frome, I ended up buying The Origin of Species by Darwin and The Shadow of the Hegemon by Orson Scott Card (yay! yay! yay!). So far I’ve been very surprised about Origin because it’s been easy reading; I’m enjoying it.

I don’t know what time I’ll head to Jessica’s today except probably sometime in the afternoon. I need to do some Spanish online and get my crap (read: dirty clothes and study materials) ready before heading over. I wish I had my KoRn CD (Follow the Leader since I hate Issues and those are the only two that I have) with me; I heard one of their songs on the radio the other day and I miss their music. It’d be nice to hear it while I’m driving.

Another great Trinityism: “I can jump on it and it doesn’t make a sound, which is completely the opposite of my bed at school. I could move a finger and that thing would squeak like I was having rough sex.”