Nothing like doing your assignment at 2:47 in the morning after waking up from an evening nap to see Demi Moore getting angry at her fictional child on TV and realizing that you still have a 500 word paper to regurgitate on intergovernmental relations and the role of Canadian public servants...

... and then taking a blog break

... and then realizing that perhaps you need more time for yourself that doesn't get snatched in little snippets in between hurrying over to see Franklin at lunch and going to go pick him up after work. As a result, perhaps won't be so prone to sit up late at night procrastinating a dead easy assignment just because you want some time to sit and think to yourself about dirtyolive thoughts and nothing else, just thoughts to yourself about stuff, any stuff.

... and then getting incredibly angry at yourself for even thinking that the afternoon you had off work could actually be spent in the library doing some reading and not picking your child up from daycare early to spend "quality time" with him and therefore not preventing the fall he took where he hit the edge of his nose on a wooden stepping platform at daycare and you weren't available to be contacted and so he suffered that whole 15 minutes of crying without your healing powers of touch within the well-planned out 5 minute vicinity scenario you had envisioned when you decided to pay $900.00/mth to have him in this daycare in the first place.

(insert big sigh here)