Today has been a productive day at work, but I think I might leave a tad bit early to catch up on homework overload. I am lucky to have a boss that understands that school is more important to me than completing his trivial tasks. Not that I don't thoroughly enjoy filling in excel spreadsheets, don't get me wrong. It's just that my Developmental Psychology and Human Anatomy & Physiology books are really getting jealous of the spreadsheets. Plus, I have a quiz and an exam both due tonight that I'm not exactly what you would call "prepared" for.
This morning I bought some Apricot Ginger Black Tea and some oatmeal to keep in my office so I can start off each day with a little "aaah." And I have also been listening to a lot of relaxing music, like Sinatra's rendition of "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" and various Jimi Hendrix tunes. It's nice.
Such is my life.
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