What Happened to the Last Three Hours?

I got home at 7, now it's 10:15 and I haven't touched my essay yet. Where did the time go? Well lets see. I chatted with my roommates (can't be rude), made supper (had to eat up that broccoli), ate supper while watching the last 10 minutes of America's Next Top Model, talked to two friends on the phone (brightened my day), caught up with emails from today (there were about 15), checked out a friend's new blog, polished off a significant portion of a bottle of wine (u-brew, it's cheaper than juice!), and monitored the progress of the snow falling outside. Still falling. Hasn't turned to rain yet as the forecasters are predicting. Oh, and now I'm blogging. I figured a few more minutes into the essay wouldn't really matter. But those minutes add up you know. And now I find myself with less than a week before I leave for Nicaragua (surprise! if you didn't know yet) and two big assignments to finish. I think I can, I think I can. Grad school is just pure bliss. Really. It really is. Really. Do you believe me? How about now. Now?