“Freezing”

What time zone am I in?

I often use this to question my level of consciousness. For this past week, it’s been the only joke I could think of to stay awake, because if I used any more brain power, I would drop dead. I feel like a New Yorker in Los Angeles, fresh off the plane.

I am sleepy beyond words, but I must tell another story…

The morning started at midnight, when I woke up from a five hour slumber, finding myself in the front seat of the Taurus inside the garage. I stagger out of the vehicle, grab my bags out of the trunk, and hobble up the stairs to see my brother playing a computer game and quickly switching to his homework when he thought I was Pa. I haggle for a few minutes over getting the Internet access, and he finally submits. All through the morning, I work on “math,” an outline for my new video endeavor, “The Economics of Procrastination,” and of course a bit of Español. By 6AM, I had completed everything but the thesis statement on the outline and a quick, made up story based on another story we had read in class yesterday.

I plopped myself on the couch to get a little bit of rest, and when I woke up, it was already 7:35 and I had to get ready for school. While I’m in the shower, I’m thinking of what to write to finish off both of the assignments and I came up with the first solution for the Spanish story. I think that would suffice…I eventually print out the outline, and during econ, I’m working on a Destinos summary spoof to stay awake.