We probably wouldn't have gotten off to such a late start with the shopping had it not been for Saturday night's fun, which resulted in me misplacing my wallet, panicking when I didn't find it Saunday afternoon, cancelling all the Wells debit cards and ATM cards, and ultimately going forth to meet minionofamiee at the Brooklyn Park Baker's Square to talk about function space for gaming at AD without it, then coming home and stalling out for five hours because of the heat and humidity.
Of course, after searching for the damn wallet at the Sheraton and in the truck and in my wallet bag, it turned out to be in the stack of clothes I'd folded up at the Volunteer Party before swimming. All that stress for nothing. I didn't even do the homework that's due tonight in that five hours, I just lay there and played SimCity like a dolt. So the end result of all this is that I'm too burned out from lack of sleep to even think about going to class tonight. I'll have to phone it in and hope for the best.
I'm not 24 any more. When am I going to get a clue and stop trying to live as if I were?