Sweat Pants and Amaretto Coffee

Ahhh...the wonderful feeling of finishing a test--another cycle of procrastination, early morning cramming, and then just the satisfaction of finishing it. I don't care about grades...honestly, I don't. I could get A's, but I just don't see the point. I learn, I turn things in, but I'm not going to break my back--or my life spending countless hours doing homework. If I can do my little cycle, and pull out a solid B...I don't see the point of waisting one more minute thinking about it.
So the sweats...oh yes, I love it. Wearing sweats used to be a sign that one had given up on life. I'm hear to tell you that is not true. I just feel so relaxed, so kicked back. Yes, I'm not making a fashion statement, but I rarely am in jeans either. Just so I don't make this a habit and I think I'll fare quite well.
See, it's the simple things. It's finishing this test, wearing my sweats, and the deliciousness of an amaretto latte that could make even going to work an alright day. I'm on top of the world baby...and the day is mine. I even asked for the rain. And now it's time to get out there and be. My goal for the day is to finish the next chapter in my great american novel...due out sometime in this lifetime I hope.