Caution: it’s very possible that this post will sound like gibber and bullshit. I need 70 complete hours of sleep, simple as that. My entire morning and a bit of my afternoon was shot to hell. I was out trying to get my hands on everything that was beginning to rot on my list of things a young college student needs to survive, when not living off of their parents LOL. I legitimately roamed the aisles of Target and Home Depot to the point where I was beginning to fear for my sanity and the safety of others. Home Depot harbors lots of potential weapons and I debated if I should use one of them on myself or the next person who waltzed past me. I hate bulk shopping with every fiber in my body. It’s one of my top stress triggers. Not to mention, I had to put a smile on when this girl decided to chit-chat with me about carpet remnants. That actually wasn’t bad, it was just crazy that at the end of our convo she glanced at my Michigan State shirt and broke the news that she was a Wolverine. Indeed, I was fraternizing with the enemy. But whatever. I don’t take that rivalry thing to seriously unless we’re talking sports. Oh, and I may have been hallucinating, but I swear I caught a glimpse of an old man decked out in a bedazzled joker hat, a shabby flannel, and 50 colorful ties prancing around Target. It was at that point that I realized it was time to ditch all things shopping. After that marvelous misadventure, I was able to give into my craving and stuff my face with chili cheese fries. I was also granted a few hours of sleep but I’m still exhausted. Tomorrow should go a little smoother as I’ll be taming these eyebrows and getting my nails done. WIN.