I got up at 6:30 and got ready.
I went to French Lit from 8:00-8:50.
Then I came back and slept from 9:30-2:00.
That, my friends, is how you do a Friday. :)
I won't be getting another one like this anytime soon, though. Psychology was only canceled because my professor is out of town at a conference, and Steegar basically never misses class. But hey, I'll take it.
When I woke up, I goofed off, ate, and worked on the massive list of homework I have to complete this weekend.
I'm also currently watching a Dateline on the Josh Powell story/Susan, Charlie, and Braden Powell murders. It's horrifying, and heart-breaking, and infuriating, and nauseating, and just horribly sad. It's hard to remember that I need to pray for Josh, knowing what he did, but I must. It is not my place to judge what he did, as much as my heart breaks for those two innocent little boys and their mother.
I have so much work to do. I need to get off of here and do some more work and just go to bed. Which should be an interesting experience in itself considering that long but oh-so-fantastic nap I took. Oh well, it was so worth it. :)