I don't know what got into me

I guess I felt it was creative writing day. I really haven't done that since my Senior year. Well, perhaps I should clarify that, I've had three senior years. I meant the one in high school. :) We went out last night, I had a good time. I drank more than I probably should have, but drank water before going to sleep so I have a minimum of a hangover today, which I think I might even be able to credit as being tired, since I went to bed at 2 and got up at 8, which gave me only 6 hours of sleep. Not enough. :) Today at work I know I should be doing my homework, but the senioritis has me in a death grip. It's so nice out. I can't wait for tomorrow when it's going to be cold and rainy and I'll want to do nothing but sit inside all day. Yayers. I am feeling the pressure but apparently not enough. Even though I do have to do 20 sketches for my postcards (check all y'all's mailboxes come May!). Which sounds pretty dorky, but I'm actually pretty psyched that I am psyched to do homework. I have been thinking about this multimedia thing, and it's feeling like a grindstone around my neck. Do I REALLY want to do this for the rest of my life? That's a helluva good question. Do I? Don't I? Would I rather be a party planner? An executive assistant (gopher)? I know I love organizing things and whatnot but in order to do that in the design field it's looking like I'm going to be needing 2-5 years of webpage design. Bleck. Shaun just called me, bad news. Andersen's fired him for accidentally clicking on links that weren't business only. Bastards. Now he doesn't have a job. God. I really REALLY hope he gets this job at Hutchinson. We don't have a fall back any more. Stress levels times 1 billion = how I feel now. *tearing my hair out*