Somethings gotta give...

It is appraoching 5 a.m. I have class in a few hours. I am still trying to work on an outline- but for some reason I find myself distracting myself with weblogs. This has recently become an all too common tale. Blogs are a terrible promoter of procrastination. Granted, if they didn't exist I would most likely find some other way to procrastinate than bore people with my rantings... So I guess I can't blame the blog itself. It is better than solitaire. I think that from now on when I find myself too busy I won't try to cut out the fun stuff (e.g. margarita tuesdays) but rid myself of the things I despise (e.g. international economics). That is a great idea. However, that would probably mean that I won't ever graduate. But who really needs a degree anyway? Maybe I will go back to Alex and become the cotton-candy woman blowing my horn and making the children (and the crazy tourists) flock to me- or sell fried corn on the street corners and lure people in by fanning the aroma at them. I think I would be good at that.