Panic!

etting my shit together doesnt seem to be a high priority for me lately. This is not good, but is to be expected from time to time I suppose. Somehow I need to squeeze in more homework hours than there are in the day, and entire Sunday of football watching (which can be done simultaneously, I suppose) and then Squash Fest this evening. Squash Fest is a gathering of Seamus's peeps that happens every fall and the idea is to bring an inventive and delicious squash dish. I am mostly leaving the cooking to Seamus because he came up with the idea to add squash to my tacos de papa recipe and because I definitely dont have time to cook.

Ive put myself in the position of having to cram more shit than is humanly possible to do in one day because the "fuck it" got a little strong in me Friday night and continued to be quite formidable yesterday while hungover and doing NOTHING at all. Whats a girl to do? Get creative, thats what. Prioritise.

Actually, now that I think of it, blogging is the last thing I should be doing right now, but I guess a little of the "fuck it" remains today.

Seamus's friend knitted me the CUTEST Sharks beanie ever. I cant wait to wear it to the game! Seamus himself was a little jealous of it, but also happy that his girlfriend will be sporting the best looking head gear in the arena.

I discovered this song by the Beastie Boys the other day and I highly reccommend litening to it while doing just about anything. It'll just make your day pleasant:



Coffee. Need Coffee. And lots of it. This is going to be an interesting day.

X's and O's and lots of ♥