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I watched Sister Act on tv last night. (Rajni, it happened again.) I had already laid around for an hour watching Friends and Jeopardy!, and I’ve been unmotivated as well as unfocused lately, so I figured it was worth a view. Kathy Najimy (Sister Mary Patrick, the big one) is a really good singer.

I woke up early this morning (ugh) to have my car worked on. I left late, though, because it was really cold. I had to come back in for gloves so my hands wouldn’t freeze while I scraped the ice (!) off the windshield. I got to my grandparents’ house without getting lost (yay!), then brought the car back down to the shop place up the street. I waited around at the house for hours. My grandma and I talked some, and then we watched court shows and The Price is Right. That always reminds me of my paternal grandmother. We used to watch that when she took care of me before we left for Japan.

On my way back, I successfully changed lanes without getting honked at (which is a very big accomplishment, to me at least), but there was a messy accident on one of the roads. I saw the long line of cars in front of me and the police car and did the only thing I could think of. I called my mom. I wound up backtracking to Burger King. She couldn’t remember if the road home had a sign, and neither of us wanted me to get lost, so we met there for lunch and she led me home.

I have work to do. Quite a bit. I’ve decided that today I will write my essay for the contest. It has to be done sometime, and the sooner I start, the sooner I’ll be finished. You know, I hated being stressed so much lately. But one good thing about the stress was that it pushed me to, well, do the things on my growing to-do list, to make it as short as I could. Now that my list is relatively shorter, I have less drive to clear it off. I know that some stress is necessary, because it motivates us to do stuff, but I never thought being relieved of my massive stress would make me so… lazy.



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