#smartmobs525

I don't think within the last few weeks I've gone to bed before 1. Like now, for example, I'm currently awake and its after 2:30 in the morning. Why? Because I'm a fuck-nugget and didn't get this stupid info graphic I have to do for a class done over spring break. Why? Cause I decided to stop doing homework after like Tuesday, made a poster, and drank. A lot. I wish I could tell a story of my drinking shenanigans, but I don't really have any that are too exciting. Or that I can remember….I just know I had fun. That's all that matters right?

Regardless of the amount of fun I had over break, now it's crunch time. The show I'm stage managing doesn't look too promising. We had our second dress rehearsal today and the actors are still struggling with their lines. It was so bad to the point where I, who was following the script to give the sound cues on time, was completely lost. At one point they went from page 25 to page 30 back to page 25. And another time they went to 32 to 42 to 39 and, in efforts to get them to the end because it just wasn't working, I played the house phone sound in hopes they would end the show…that didn't happen. So I did the cell phone in hopes it would put them back on track….nope. The cell phone guy didn't have a clue so decided it was his Spanish maid that was calling. I was so lost in this script today it was….awful.

This weekend is St. Patty's Day Weekend and Spring Break. I, on the other hand, am not going on a trip to anywhere and not getting smashed today. By choice? Not really. To make up for not going anywhere because of my severe amount of homework I need to accomplish during the break, I wanted to drink as soon as I finish my responsibilities today at 4. That got pushed back to six and then my buddy couldn't come up so yeah. I ended up going to the bar with one friend for an hour and now have no one to drink with for $2.50 long islands and $2 wop-me-downs. So, I am currently at my apartment, drinking Mad Dog, watching Glee. Playing the Glee Drinking game. 

Today, like almost every Wednesday, right after my class that ends at 2:30p, I head straight over to the Student Center and get large tenders and small fries, BBQ to dip, and a beverage. Today, that was not the case. 

Aside from the 1-2 hours of sleep I obtained last night, today started off pretty normal. I took a test that I don't think I failed, stayed awake in a lecture class, and finished some things for a project. It wasn't until after I ordered my food that my world spiraled downward. When going up to the register, I asked for some BBQ and my drink. The guy working proceeded to tell me that they were out of BBQ, and when they ordered them, they ended up getting a sleeve of cups and lids. 

THOSE. ARE. NOT. THE. SAME. THING. 

So, being okay and understanding with the situation, I asked for a buffalo sauce and a ranch sauce. I was then asked the follow-up question, "Do you want regular or wild ranch?" I had no idea what that meant. So I asked, and the wild ranch, that apparently is supposed to be spicy. I like spicy. So, I went for it.