Last week nearly killed me. It was midterms week, and while I wasn't too worried about any of them, it took some work and energy. I took some headshots and did a photoshoot, had The Jackal visit up from La Crosse, was reunited with my bff, had Valentines Day-apalooza, saw the most fucking ridiculously lame show ever, and had Au Revoir Amy '08 (aka Everyone From Work Drinks a Lot of Whiskey and Sings Karaoke, which was unexpected and surprisingly not horrible). Did I mention that I worked Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and a double on Sunday? I was running on about four hours of sleep a night, and, as the majority of you are aware, Anniemosity does not function well when sleep deprived. God, I'm exhausted just thinking about it all.

Sunday night (after ARA '08) DebonEric picked my tired ass up and we went to HQ, our sacred retreat used solely when necessary. I ate some pizza, plugged in my phone and threw it in a drawer, and I slept. Oh boy, did I sleep. Thank you, George Washington. After movie marathons and greasy ass food, DebonEric and I were discussed the logistics of class, work, etc., and decided that we might stay in HQ a little longer. Poor kid has been run ragged the last few weeks and while my job is much lower impact, I, too, feel as though I've been plugged into an electrical outlet and zapped of all my energy.

I've completely ignored every phone call I've gotten (save Pelowski) and the majority of the texts because I am so blissfully happy ignoring the world right now. My brain still feels like a green slushy but I'm slowly coming around.

I'm coming back to reality soon. There Will Be Blog.


(Also because I'm being asked a lot, I just want to mention that I really really really really like my job and I'm working with the coolest people on the planet. Better than Skanky Job A, Hippie Job B, and possibly even Moose-y Job C.)