i wish i had a dollar for every time i asked someone, “hey, do you understand 3d printing?” this week.
i tried REALLY HARD to be a morning person this summer, but it just didn’t take.
i’m hoping my fall schedule is consistent because i think a big part of the problem was not having to be at the same place at the same time (so, like, monday and tuesday i had to wake up at 7, thursday 4.30, friday 5.30, and wed/sat/sun whenever) and i didn’t want to commit to always waking up at 4.30 because i’m not a psychotic person and also i’m a grade F napper. but also it’s going to be so fucking dark all the time because it’s already stars and moon glowing over the half rate skyline of philadelphia every thursday morning at 4.45 so like fuck. also my body is like “great, you’re asleep, let’s do this for nine or ten hours no matter what, that’s the best thing! then take me to get brunch!” (i guess that’s my body talking to my brain? i didn’t think about it til i was in too deep, sry.)
anyway, when i turned 21 my dad told me the best way to get unearned respect was to be seen early in the morning, and i really see his point but, also, like i said earlier, fuck.