You might think this hefty load would warrant some disciplined initiative on my part (I sure do), but pretty much all I've succeeded in so far is depriving myself of necessary sleep for the sake of decidedly less necessary interests. For example, I am now the proud owner of Tha Carter III, Flying Lotus' Los Angeles, and the two most recent TV on the Radio albums, courtesy of the latest (?) pirating technology (i.e. Miles' bit-torrent software). Also, while browsing the first results for a Google search to the tune of "buy absinthe us," I stumbled upon this Czech bitters,
which a fellow who had just returned from a five month stay in Prague was kind enough to let me sample a few weeks back.
This easily avoidable type of distraction is exactly what has left me in such a stressed out, even more sleep-deprived slump at the end of every semester hitherto, and exactly what I set my lucidly hungover mind to avoiding on the drive back up from the Valley the Sunday before school started again. And it all comes back to sleep, or lack thereof. When I sleep enough, I wake up sufficiently rested. It sounds so simple on (the digital equivalent of) paper.
Nevermind this, though. I need to get ready to go for a drive. (:))
