Too. Much. To. Do.

Between work, an aching neck and a near-major freakout this morning (over conflicting info, re: when my thesis is due), I am just exhausted and yet the to-do list isn't getting any smaller, it's getting longer.

And damn you TiVo for making it all too enticing to just space out and be the slacker I always knew I could be.

I'm trying to resist the slacker-dom. I've been writing non-stop (well at least it feels that way) over the last few days and have basically become a hermit of sorts. Yes, even more hermit-like than usual.

Dear World:
Between now and Nov. 29th I am going to be an awful friend. Not as there for you as I'd like. I'll try hard not to just fade away but please understand if I don't have time to be more social.
Sincerely,
Me

And I'm not just being an awful friend to my friends, I'm being an awful friend to everything. It bums me out, I had the chance to see The Concretes and Bob Dylan next week...but in reality I just can't justify missing two study nights at this point.

Tonight, however, I am throwing it all to the wind and going to see I Heart Huckabees. That should be good for something, I hope. I'm set to write all day tomorrow and possibly Friday, so honestly I think I deserve a little recreation. We're TiVo-ing the debates and will watch that post-movie because frankly checking it out a few hours late will make no difference to the staleness of the messages.

I just ate a fabulous piece of pumpkin cake but now I feel a case of the sugar jitters coming on. Love the sugar, hate the high.