welcome to insomnia

The "you went to bed early? that's a punishable offense" edition.

I think I am doing better. I got up early, went to class, though I didn't make anything up, and I wrote--I can't get any of the Glee crap out of my head, which is too bad as I am starting to annoy my nearest and dearest retelling them bits, but I wrote down some of Amita in space (on a hunch; the empty page was staring at me and wouldn't take ink for the stories of in-many-ways-normative white dudes, so I started writing Amita and got like, four pages down and only stopped for time). It's been a while since I wrote, this is good. Also I made a cheesecake and used up four of our multitude of apples (two more for the topping when I get around to it).

And that was my day. I am back to putting "going to class" in my list of accomplishments, which sucks, but I hadn't been doing it and I did it, which is good.

And: quiz due by 2:30 on Friday. Very doable.

hahaha.

I just found zombiepocalypse glee fic. I will be kind of disappointed if it doesn't turn out the most important problem is that Glee Club will be over.

ETA: Thanks to a line on this week's episode, I now, as part of my research (oh god wtf this fic), have to figure out if some artists are Jewish. Yay, the lead of Cobra Starship is! How is this my life.