It is now almost 7:00 p.m.
How much have I done you ask? A lot. Yes, a lot.
I played It Girl and Sorority Life (no judging).
I talked to random people on FB chat, MSN and Google Talk (yes, simultaneously, I am an awesome multi-tasker).
I updated my Flickr account.
I called up my friends.
I talked to my dad on Skype. Who was in his office. Yes, in this same city.
I admired his newly shaved head. (Haji Dad, Mashallah).
I ate French Fries.
I scanned my taplop for viruses.
Then fiddled around with the Control Panel.
And my Hotmail account (which is screwed, btw ignore the crazy emails).
The biggest accomplishment? Joint conversation with Ugly Duckling and Ecstasies Unrevealed.
So, I'd say I need counseling or possibly Psychotherapy SINCE I HAVE 10 BLOODY REPORTS TO TURN IN MONDAY MORNING, 9:00 A.M. But I still have "insight into my problem" so I don't qualify.