Where does all the time go?

So here I sit in the library out at USF waiting on my most interesting class, Comparative Translation in Lit. and Film, to begin. Now I've slowly come to the realization this semester that I am attempting to bite off quiet a bit more than any normal human could possibly chew. I have 15 hours AT school. I usually work about 30 or so hours at Macaroni Grill, I've started another part time job where I do about 8 hours a week, with a bit of driving time. So when we look at my total week hours I'm at 53 hours actually doing something and probably about 7 hours of driving time. So 60 hours are accounted for. Now I'd say I probably average about 7 hours of sleep per night so that's another 49 hours bringing us to 109 hours that are definetly being used. There are what, about 168? hours in a week? (confirmed with calc. 7 * 24) where are these 59 hours I'm supposed to have going? even if I averaged about 9 hours of sleep bringing me to account for 123 hours that's still 45 hours I can't find. I believe the evil viewing box in the downstairs living room to be the evil culprit, though perhaps it could be friends and alcohol. I try to read for homework as much as I can but it just seems there isn't any time. I'm going to have to study my habits closely this week in order to see where all this damn time is getting off to. I think football ate some of it this weekend but that was a decent investment as I won $90 off of a football pool at work. With Stites's help I picked 13 winning games out of the 16 played.

Well I leave you with this message from E. B. White found here
“I get up every morning determined to both change the world and to have one hell of a good time. Sometimes, this makes planning the day difficult.”

and from Aristotle found here at the bottom
“We live in deeds, not years; In thoughts not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart throbs...”

Signing off for now,