Sleep Cycles

You know it's a problem when you wake up at 6 in the morning and you cry out in exalted splendour: "Yes, I'm finally waking up late!"

In an effort to keep some hold of regularity in the undulating, lazy cycles of being home in the wintertime, I will continue to post regularly here, even if it ends up as rambles that even I won't read ex post facto.

In other somewhat-but-actually-entirely-unrelated news, turns out my GMAT test date is three days earlier than I expected. Huh...

[Insert shout out to Hannah Greenwald for being a true blogger, and my most recent inspiration thereto.]

What is life in the good ol' dxb without some mall therapy. This time, courtesy of the adopted parent (read: Minie Kapila), I found myself with a new winter jacket. It's rather fashionable, given my usual wear, and it probably won't take any guessing that I could never have picked it out. (In response to my first choice, she responded with the nonchalance of an experienced pest exterminator "Wow, that's really bad, makes you look like an old uncle (i.e. generic term for aged men who tend to be well past their physical prime), I think you should get rid of it.")

Yes, I did just use the double parentheses.

I wish I could do the whole facebook-tagging thing with blogs. It would make life so much easier.