Holy Tired Yawning

In the past three days I've done the following:

Moved all my stuff from one apartment to another. Unpacked 70% of that stuff.

Listened to my cute chirpy tweetie birds who live in the trees and sing to me like I'm Snow White.

Realized a friend of mine doesn't like me as much as I like her.

Seen a really awesome band play in Santa Cruz.

Stayed up way too late.

Gotten drunk.

Eaten more Taco Bell than Nick, Kevan, and Ericka combined. (I think ... it could have been a tie though)

Gone to an accounting class where the lecture was longer than the amount of sleep I got last night.

And finally, been so moved by a song, that I cried. But maybe that's just because I'm really tired.

Either way - it's time for bed.