Brain Drain; Snuggle Fest

She has my heart!!

My bestest!!

I have decided, as it is 5:24 in the morning and I have been awake for 25 hours now, that this weekend shall consist of nothing that will require me to think extensively.  While I love my classes, and my professors (truly I do!), and will not complain about anything school related (I am, in fact, paying to torture myself) but to put it honestly, my brain hurts to think at this moment in time.  One can only projectile vomit so much information in one day, let alone one whole week of it.  Therefore, I have earned a rest.

Now, I am one who loves to think, to ponder, hell I even have intellectual conversations with myself in order to write them down for future pondering.  I realize this sounds ridiculous, however, listen to a few of my friends speak for more than five minutes and you will understand.  I used to have these discussions with my Grandma, or my mother.  Well, you know about my Grandma, and my mom is too busy to entertain me for longer than five minutes.  All is well though.  And, just for the record, if any of my friends are reading this, I of course A. deny having said anything of the sort and B. am not talking about you.

I am just joshing everyone, I adore my friends.  Although, none of them likely read this so, that is their loss.  Yes, the joys of friendship, taking the good with the bad, along with everything else they can throw at me.  My life, to sum it up briefly, is full of the utmost contradictions.  Seriously.  I sat down one evening with a pen and a journal (quite a pretty looking, glossy black one I might add) and wrote some 45 pages of things in my life that contradict each other.  I love it, ask to read it someday if you are in my room, you will be entertained, promise.

I must cut this entry short, I apologize, but I must sleep.  I'm looking forward to a day full of puppy loving tomorrow, or rather, in a few hours.  Yes, my Lexi; she seems to barely tolerate my obsessive loving and snuggling and kissing on her while I am home.  She would deny it fully and faithfully if you ever asked her, but she misses me when I'm gone, she doesn't fool me.

P.S.  Yes I realize that my colors of purple change from post to post.  I either forget which one I used previous, that which is my favorite (because I like so much purple!), or I like to mix it up a little bit, keep you on your toes.  You will never know which it is.  : )