So I hardly got any sleep last night--I think I was worried about the spelling bee tonight. I mean, I hadn't actually studied for more than about ten or fifteen minutes. Because that's the way I go through life, haphazardly.
Anyway, Catherine J. Gardner wrote me a story today on her blog, which is truly awesome and has tickled me completely. As it happens, I neither fell asleep fatally during the bee, nor did my team win. Out of six teams, we were the third out, but that wasn't until round 17 and we had a truly godawful word--something Dutch that I can't remember, except that it has a Y in it where no Y should be. But we did get T-shirts, and I won a mini cooler as a door prize.
Since we're between semesters and the testing center's closed, I'm on a regular workweek with regular weekends until the end of the month. Last year at this time I was bored, so I expected to be bored this year--but I'm swamped with work and sort of tearing my hair out trying to get it all done. And of course I'm short on sleep. I just got home from the spelling bee and now I'm going to take a shower and go straight to bed. I have to catch some zombies. I mean Z's.