Have somewhat of a job interview tomorrow, and I'm having the worst feeling in my stomach. To make matters worse, it's 3AM. I need to be there at 2PM, so it would be wise to go to bed now. Unconsciously I've been putting sleep off in weak attempt to somehow buy me more time. I always do that. Ridicules, I know.
Darn it, I always return to the everlasting issue of there not being enough time. Ugh. Ah well, unless I turn into some kind of God-like figure overnight, and am able to rewrite the laws that effect time and space, there's very little I can do about it. Hm, you know what, at that point a job might be redundant.. That plan is no good either. D:
Eh, but I digress. I guess I'll turn the PC off and just watch TV for a while before going to sleep.