I might be blind

Ok, so I have been sitting in front of my computer for the last 9 hours. That's right--NINE hours of my life that I will never get back. I'm pretty sure that's the only guaranteed way to make you go blind. Well, I guess there is that *other* way, but I don't want to judge anyone.

Anyways, with the minor exception of a few random phone calls, my ass has been parked right here all day until I was finished with my work. And while that might beg the question of why, since I'm done working, I'm still sitting here typing, I'll just answer that that's how devoted I am to this blog. Through my near-blindness, I struggle on for each and every one of you who reads this. Uh, both of you.

And to stop my friend Cole from bitching about me never updating.

So I've been a bit busy, but I'm traveling for much of April and I had to get ahead on all of my work. Damn, makes me proud even re-reading that. I'm such a good little worker. But so were the Nazis, so maybe I shouldn't be so proud.

On a different note, am I the only person who loves Daylight Savings? I was so excited this morning, but it appears that no one else is. I love mornings, though, and I greet each and every one with a little song and dance as an ode to the beauty that is the a.m.

And this is why I live alone.

Anyways, I'm currently house-sitting at this super-sweet, gi-normous house and I'm pretending, now that I'm done working, that I'm on vacation. I think for dinner I shall have a margarita and kung pao chicken. Because that's how I vacation. I shall partake of said dinner on my second-floor balcony, whilst enjoying the view, and pretending that Pullman, school, and work are far, far away.

Jealous? Suck it.