A Very Important Question

There are some days where I get dressed before nine a.m., run errands, actually look at my homework, go to three different appointments, and wind up looking at the clock in the afternoon and going, "Hey! It's still early! I should read that book/do laundry/neglect productive things and take a nap." Good job, Self. Go nap. 

There are some days where 6 p.m. finds me in sweatpants, wondering where the day went, and googling, "most delicious cookie dough recipes--for eating, not baking."

I'm torn, guys. Chocolate chip, or snickerdoodle?