Slug Mode

I'm reading through an online tutorial for emacs, an extensible text editor (from what I gather; I may be wrong) my friend is trying out lately, which can supposedly do so many things like compile and debug programs, play different media types (as my friend eagerly demonstrated to me), be modifed to serve as your planner and yadda yadda other different functions. My mind doesn't seem to be cooperating, though, and I'm already getting confused. It doesn't help that I'm in sluggish mode right now. My body doesn't think I got enough sleep last night, but I am of the opinion that 6 hours is plenty enough sleep for anybody.

Cripes, I wish I could be all smiles and cheer today (which I usually am not). I remember we had this friend from college who was seemingly blessed with an endless supply of fizz and energy; she could talk non-stop from sunup to sundown... and beyond. And not just talk in the normal way. She does it with this loud, lively voice which can penetrate through most types of walls, punctuated regularly with mindless, maniacal laughter. Rare is the person who could keep up with her.

Oh I don't want to be exactly as energetic as her. Maybe just enough to last through half a day with her and be considered good company. Well, I think I'll need extra doses of vitamins to achieve that goal hehehe...