Gummy bear extravaganza

Yesterday was a looong day. It started off at 8:30 AM, when I got up to finish my lab report so I could finish my paper and pset at night. Well, I was hoping to finish the lab by 12 so I could start my reading before dance practice. That did not happen. I severely underestimated the tedium of error analysis which took 4 hours by itself. Anyway, so I barely finished my error analysis by 2:30, which was when I had dance rehearsal. So then I went to that.

I don't know what it is but people just don't dance here. At least, not in Cambridge. I was teaching someone how to do a body roll and they just could not figure out how to pop out their chest. That aside, dance practice was ridiculously long (from 2:30 to 9) and I had to travel to Robinson in between sessions, so I didn't get a chance to buy dinner.

After that, I had to go home to work. And at this point, Sainsbury is way closed. So my mouse runs out of batteries and I'm looking for the bag of goodies from Poundland - there were AA batteries there. I finally find the bag underneath a pile of clothes only to find 3 packs of gummies!!! This is the best part of the night, because I know I'm going to finish those packs by the end of it.

I finished the first two packs in 20 minutes... so I decided to savor the last one. At this point, I was working on my pset, so for every question I answered I told myself I could eat 5 gummies. Two things happened. 1) I got extremely sick and 2) Only got through 2 questions. And still haven't finished the paper or pset.

The moral of the story is that gummy bears are evil, evil things.