Chewbacca and Coffee

Me, prior to coffee and multiple applications of Cover Girl foundation

"NOOOO!!! You took the last cup of coffee?!?!?!"

Keeping up on my blog has been pretty difficult lately. Life is just a wee bit crazy now that I'm back out East and trying to crawl out of my creaking bunk bed, which involves gingerly stepping onto the top of a dresser and leaping several feet to the floor, and make it to my 9 a.m. class each day. Usually, the morning begins with my alarm going off an hour before class and me proceeding to hit the glorious "snooze" button approximately 30 times. (God bless whoever invented that, by the way!)  Amazingly, my roommates have not killed me for it yet. I then endeavor to look slightly less like Chewbacca and fail miserably unless class has miraculously been delayed, which is like, never. In a somewhat- quick-but-really-not-at-all walk, I manage to find my way to the campus' multi-purpose building, growling and hissing at anyone who is standing between me and the coffee maker. Some days, I make it in time. And other days... "Woe unto you, oh freshman who stole the last cup!"
Carrying my slightly stained coffee mug in one hand, and an enormous bag of books in the other, I sludge through the snow and slip into class a few minutes late, receiving the dreaded raised eyebrows of my Humanities professor. Once the necessary caffeine dosage is running through my veins, the morning usually improves by about 300% and so does class participation.
 And so, dear readers, I'm sorry I haven't been posting as much. I still love blogging, I just have to summon my inner Chewy strength and get my life together. Until then, I'll be writing papers at 3 a.m. and eating too many chocolate covered espresso beans.