Overstretched and at a loss

My candle's burning at both ends,
It will not last the night;
But, ah, my foes, and oh, my friends,
It gives a wondrous light!

I have definitely overbooked myself this semester. I feel like Bilbo -- butter scraped over too much bread. I really need to cut back on a lot of stuff but I have no idea how right now. How do you tell the people who are counting on you for help that you don't have enough to go around? And who do you cut out first? Because the truth is that right now the light is not all that wondrous -- the wick at both ends is starting to gutter and sputter and pretty soon it's going to just go out completely. (I've had this happen before. My body will, from time to time, just inform me that we've had enough, thank you very much, but since you're not taking breaks on your own it's time for some ENFORCED RESTING. You'd think I would learn eventually.)

It's gotten crazy enough that when my creative writing class (really probably the only thing keeping me from completely keeling over right now -- this is NOT an option for the what-do-I-drop list) assignment was to write a sonnet, the only thing I could come up with was a case brief from my Wills and Estates class. Unconventional and kind of fun, but still a bit too much of an indication that I need to spend more time doing not-law stuff.

Does anyone have a spare three or four hours a day they can lend me?



On the bright side, at least I get to go see SYTYCD in concert tomorrow with my sisters.

Yarrrr! It do be that time o' year...

I do apologize to all o' ye fer not gettin' this up arrrlier but I did be lootin' an' pillagin' all marnin'.

But now that yer cap'n is here, ye best step lively, swab the decks and give out yer best "Arrrrrr!" for 'tis the day o' days, the time all stout-hearted hearties have been awaitin' since 19th o' September last. Aye, it do be...

International Talk Like a Pirate Day!




Now shout "Avast!" and spread the pirate cheer, fer it's all hands on deck or I'll cleave ye to the brisket, ye scurvy lubbers!

Cap'n Ethel Bonney
o' the pirate ship
The Fearful Curse

The wounds obviously haven't healed yet.

xkcd.com

I think she was absolutely right on this one.

See? I do SO update my blog!

Not, you know, a LOT, but hey. Let's take what we can get here, right?

Just wanted to check in (albeit briefly) to let all (maybe) seven of you, my readers, know that I am in fact not dead. And I do still remember that I have this blog. And I even post to it occasionally. I'm hoping to make those occasions slightly more frequent, but since school just started back up again (for those of you keeping track, this is my second year of law school) I'm pretty much scheduled up to the gills so I can't make too many promises. Since blogging requires time and all that.

But, yeah, abi, I do still post here sometimes. :)


P.S. If anyone is actually reading this, would you mind leaving a comment? Because if nobody is actually reading this I don't have to feel quite so guilty about not posting, right? Right? Anyone? Bueller?