I miss Time.

Time to relax, time to myself, time to do nothing.

I'm constantly surrounded by people, going places, doing things. Even 90% of my downtime is spent with at least one other person and while that's still good it's also beginning to drive me a bit crazy.

Last night I was alone for four hours and I spent the entire time cleaning. Why? Because I haven't had time to properly clean, dust, sweep and mop my apartment since before Christmas and thinking about it is actually making me angry.

And no, it's not Ty's fault. He's around a lot. A lot. More than I prefer people to be, actually. But his presence is different so it doesn't really count, in a way, it's just really new and now that I've been catapaulted back into the 'ol work/school grind it really is becoming apparent to me that the only way I stayed sane all those months was because I spent so much time alone outside of those two places.

Now, not so much.

Oh and the loss of my lunch hours due to overwhelming schoolwork is a piss-off. My day goes by so much faster when I can dick around on the interwebz for an hour in the middle of my day; lately all the interwebz surfing I do is for moar articles on Iraq. Goddamn.

I know this will all pass once the Evening Class end-of-semester Blitz is over, but still.

So, before I go study for my Psych test, here are a few pictures I've been meaning to put up here but haven't; they've been on my Flickr but life got in the way.

Remember NYE?

Yeah, I actually did stuff!!

Drankin' with 'Lyxx.

She went and worked at some bar

I forget which
and made 100$ in tips that night!

Go girl.

NYE pose-off.
Oye.
Those tights are on their last legs
(hurr hurr)
RIP 'em in advance.