I fell in love with being defiant.

I can't do this Hiatus. I AM A HIATUS FAILURE! I think I need to spend 40 or so minutes a day mindlessly wondering around LJ. OR ELSE I WILL GO INSANE AND START TEARING POOR DEFENSELESS STUFFED ANIMALS APART!

So screw you Hiatus. I never liked you anyway. OR YOUR FACE!

In other news I will be forced to be away from LJ this Thanksgiving Weekend. I am going to the far wilds where internet dare not tread; also known as my Mamaw's house. So maybe it's a little stupid to end my Hiatus now? Oh but here is my to-do list while I am there:

1. Read The Crysanthemum and The Sword
2. Read Journey to the West/Monkey
3. Read Japan as No. One - Lessons for the West
4. Read Writing About Art
5. Write Art History Essay
6. Write Anthropological History Short Paper 3
7. Write 4-6 Arts Asia Festival Reviews
8. Finish Writing KHR Halloween Fest piece (OMFG I suck for not doing this sooner. WHY MUST I BE SO LAZY BUSY!)
9. Eat Turkey and Get Fat

I can't sleep, and since I have to get up in three and a half hours now anyway, I kinda feel like there's no longer a point in trying.

So I'll do what I always do when I can't sleep, I'll clean my room.

My room only ever has two modes, either A) really messy, or B) really clean. There is no halfway point with me. Also, generally the worse I'm feeling, the cleaner my room. When I'm really having a breakdown I alphabetize everything and organize the clothes in my closest by type and color (and I have a lot of clothing).

The more out of control I personally feel the more I try to control my surroundings.

Or so I've been told by my psychologist mother.

Let me tell you growing up with a woman who would call every bit of teenage rebellion by me Oppositional-Defiant Disorder wasn't always fun.

Right now that I'm feeling pretty good about myself, so mostly I'll just be putting things back where they belong and hanging my clean laundry.

EDIT: I totally lied. I've spent the last hour and a half cleaning out my closest of old clothes and completely reorganizing my bookcase. I've actually made more of a mess in my room. *dies*

Incidentally, I own a ton of school supplies. This is what comes of working in an office supply store for over a year. At least I'll never need to buy notebooks or pens again.