Ohhhhh Boy

Ugh, so I'm trying to wake up right now, I really am. A friend is coming by so we can go get some coffee and catch up in an hour, and I'm still in my pajamas, in bed. Stupid me stayed up until three thirty in the morning, talking on the phone. I never talk on the phone. In general, I am an entirely too awkward person for phone conversations. The ability to say the right things in order with any sort of cohesion to what the other person is saying completely escapes me. Granted, this escapes me in day to day life too... talking to someone in person. But then at least I can make a joke or start jumping around and just pretend to be crazy.

But I had been talking to someone online from school for the last few days, once of those endless conversations, you know? And last night I got a text asking if I would talk to him on the phone. Of course, I straight out told him... "I am an incredibly awkward phone conversationalist" but he didn't care, and called anyways. We talked for a few hours and then went our seperate ways.

Why am I explaining all of this?

Because my plan, once again, to go to bed at 11 was foiled by my complete lack of willpower. Instead I wrote until 1:30, then talked on the phone for two hours. Excellent decision making skills, I mean really. This is the sort of thing that Dr. Phil screams about until he is blue in the face.

But whatever, it was a good night and it has all the potential to be a good day!

-Sarah Elizabeth