Anna has found out that her body is no longer used to the abuse of all-nighters, those sleepless nights of university years. When one falls back asleep in the restroom after lurching out of bed, and cannot play hookey because said person is the teacher....the realization is not so pleasant. So, grumbling mightily, I hopped in the shower, in the hopes that turning my newly golden skin to a bright shade of pink would awaken me and had a pleasant surprise - the draino I bought yesterday worked! I'm no longer bathing like a person in a rising flood. Score for the morning: Nasty thoughts about school: Maybe a gagillion. Ability to return to bed: Zip, Nada, None. Oh well...breakfast anyone?
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