The Days Accomplishments: Bacon and Buckets

It was a rough start this morning due to the rough night... or more like last four rough nights. As a general rule, I drink at most six times a year and happily so. Alcohol is my least favourite poison: twenty bucks to get dizzy, want to puke, have a pounding headache/nausea and make few good decisions is not worth it to me. I'd rather put the twenty down on my admitted addiction, chocolate. As my mom used to say, " Chocolate is better than sex; you're guaranteed satisfaction."
   Ooohh!
 I haven't got much done in the last few days then, unless you count excessive chocolate, cigarette and sleep consumption as something to be proud of. The rationalization is, and has been for some time, that because my bar is so high in comparison to almost everybody I know I'm entitled to these "Spring Breaks" every few weeks. I certainly don't focus as hard or achieve as much progress as I used to when I had that weird manic-depressive phase-cycle-summer-thing, but I still tend to throw a little too much energy into the things I do. Like with school: doing six hours of social studies reading and questions everyday for three weeks. Some call it excessive, I call if effective; I finished on time while working 30hrs/week and doing the whole teenager socializing thing. It's not working for me anymore though I can admit that, and it's time -- waaaay past it actually -- to get onto a consistent work/living schedule.
have been trying to get the proper version of this post up for two hours. will try later.