I functioned on three hours of sleep.
I completed a fugue (which is pretty bad-ass, fyi).
I made breakfast burritos, complete with bacon.
I sort of ended my friendship with the guy I fooled around with this semester, who I will from here on refer to as Guac.
I saw a concert featuring the composition majors at my school... It was weird.
I hung out with a guy who is four years younger than me for the second time this week. He might be into me. And I enjoy his company... Even if Churro doesn't. Then again, Churro doesn't dig any of the guys that, as my dad would say, come sniffing around.
I cleaned my room. Kinda.
Oh, I also got kinda drunk and watched a bunch of episodes of How I Met Your Mother on Netflix. Mostly because I wasn't sure how I was going to manage getting up off the couch and going all the way upstairs.
Today ways good, overall. The only crappy part was when I cried because of my pseudo breakup thing with Guac. But I'll be over that soon enough, anyway.
And now I'm going to sleep.