Ambling blindly into the fog...

I feel it. It is coming on again. Depression, that is. But at least this time I can smell it from a mile away and not get freaked out. And I think I have analyzed it to death. Or I hope. Here is what I think: over the past three or four years, when things got really stressful at work, school, life, whateva, I tend to freakout and then want to sleep all day which interferes with my life which then leads to constant sleeping and depression.
Well, things are getting slightly stressful again and all I want to do is sleep and I feel like I am in a fog all the time. But this time, instead of giving in to this voice in my head saying "Sleep...sleep.." I am resisting! Ha! Take that depression!

So. If you haven't gone to youcantmakeit.blogspot.com yet, then I declare you a loser. Loser!
You must check out this site because todays entry it was damn funny as was yesterdays. She talks about her and a friend were trying to think up names of pornos named after broadway musicals...like The Sound of Pubic and Bring in Da Boys, Bring in Da Spunk. And those are the tame ones. Anyways, there is an awesome plug for you Michelle Collins! OF course your name is Michelle. All of us cool cats are named Michelle.

(Psst..does posting a picture like that make me un-cool? How you say, dorky?)

Anyways, my oral exam went okay today. I might have mentioned this to some of you already, but my partner for this exam is a native speaker and there were a couple of times I got lost and I couldn't remember how to conjugate pedir into the first person and the prof had to correct me...oops!

OKay....so, i am running out of steam for this blog. Better go while I am ahead...no, no I am really not ahead. But thanks though.
Michelle