I don't know what is up with me this week, but all I want to do is sleep.
Actually, I probably do know what is up with me.
1. Anxiety over the future has hit now that graduation is over. Surprise, surprise.
2. I chipped a bone in my foot Sunday and probably also pulled a ligament in my ankle so now I'm on painkillers and muscle relaxers.
3. The roommate moved out for good so I no longer have to deal with her blasting her absolutely atrocious rap music all the dang time so loud you can hear it from the front door of my building (not kidding. I went to get food late one night and could hear her music as soon as I unlocked the main door, and there's a second door, and I live on the second floor, and her room is the furthest away from the stairs. and it was like 2 am.) She was, suffice it to say, a very selfish and inconsiderate roommate, and Holly and I are both relieved she's gone. The super could put someone new in her room, but he hasn't said anything yet, and I know he'll give us advanced notice.
(I actually had a nightmare that I came home one day and the roommate had moved back in. Talk about dread.)
Spring TV is ending this week. Guess there's no excuse for me not to start job hunting now, is there?
If only my body would stay awake long enough to do it.