In the past 36 hours, I watched 10 hours of last season's The O.C. And last Thursday's episode. So 11 hours of The O.C. in 36 hours time. Not bad...
Except I should have been sleeping. Or doing work. Or something, instead of being jumpy and anxious and unable to sleep and using The O.C. as my anxiety release to make me feel better. But at least it does the trick. Nice happy shows. If that one didn't work, it was going to be on to the Jetsons or Sex and the City, or a happy movie like Clueless or Ferris Bueller.
I was supposed to be finished with my immigration reading by 2. It's 20 minutes late, and I'm not done yet. Boo to me!
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