Who says cramming is a bad idea?

[asdr83]

So this weekend I went to the Topsfield Fair with my parents. They attempted to spoil me rotten, but it was rainy and yucky and I was not allowed to buy a pet bunny or a pygmy goat so I mostly stayed unspoiled (but had a fun time). Then I went home and watched to much T.V. and concked out. Sunday I cleaned and tidied as much of the house as was feasible between 1pm (when i finished breakfast and morning stuff) until 3pm (when I decided I was done). I went grocery shopping and then picked up my ladies (K. and S. , don't feel like putting on lj tags, ya'll should know them by now). We made dinner, finished off some of my wine and cheese and watched Gross Pointe Blank. Chad called and got to hear S.'s reaction when I gave her the b-day present he bought her (it's very belated because we've had trouble all being in on spot at the same time). He got her a signed (address directly to her) copy of Washington's Crossing, she called him a god and was actually speechless for a few seconds (which is quite a feat as those of you who know S. know). Eventually I took the ladies home and then went back to my place. Waited up until Chad got in from Intercon XX around midnight and crashed again.

Monday I slept late and then made brunch. I did a touch of shopping, some cleaning, some watching Chad turn the dirt for my bulb garden. I reheated some food for dinner. I watch more of Chef (without my sweetie, bad girl that I am). Finally around 8pm I gave in and opened my P-chem book. i reread all 15 chapters and went to bed at midnight. Iwas just drifting off at 1 am when Chad came in, thus waking me up. I took my third P-chem exam this morning. I got a 100. Cramming rocks (please don't ask me about B-complex vitamins though cause honestly I have no idea how I passed the damned test).