Uneventful Doesn't Mean Peaceful

My biological rhythm is causing me to oversleep and overeat. So today I slept in until the last possible minute, contemplated how badly I need my job, then forced myself to get out of bed. After a shower, I raced the snow and ice we're supposed to get overnight. Side-note; it is absolutely irritating that people find it acceptable to ride your tail when you're already going 75-80 in a 70 zone.

I got to work just fine, though. While having good conversation with good co-workers, we thought we got footage of the workplace ghost on the security camera television. Turns out it was just the blustery winds blowing a door open and closed, but it made for a good spook. Especially because whenever the door blew open, it looked like a ghostly figure stood in the doorway. I have a video of it, maybe I'll upload it later?

And then I just started to eat everything.

I typically have some snacks at my desk. That clearly wasn't enough. Despite the pseudo ghost wandering around outside I braved the cold to go up to the local gas station to buy more snacks. Now I'm stuffing my face full of snacks while I try to finish my homework so I can have a nice week off and have little to concern myself with over the weekend. I want to be able to sleep like I'm 6ft. under and not feel guilty about it.

Speaking of being 6ft. under...

I've been getting into the habit of turning off my alarm clock in my sleep. I don't mean I woke up, shut it off, and played the danger game of laying there with my eyes closed for a few more minutes. I mean I have no memory of shutting off my alarm, just that I wake up a few hours past when I wanted to, and my phone shows that the alarm that I know I set the night before is switched off. Oops. This has caused people that expect me to be somewhere to respond with concerned texts. I wonder what would happen if I actually die? Would people just keep sending me messages thinking that I've left them on read?

Something that made me happy: I ate a lot of chips.

Something that made me irritated: The kid that fetishizes bigger girls messaged me. He usually messages me every day, but he didn't yesterday. And here I thought I would have a multi-day streak of not getting his messages... Also, I ate a lot of chips.