If any one reading this cerebral flatulance knew how much reading I have to do, they'd scold me and unplug my internet, which would actually be better both for myself and the general population.
Today was the busiest day I've had in a long time. Woke up at 7:15, utterly annoyed to have to wrench the covers from my paws. After an "argument" with my roomie over what makes a man manly, I went to my first class. BORING. Some funny stuff happened, but luckily people either didn't notice or were mature and don't think any less of me for it.
Went to the VU. Typed on a paper for an hour before a friend stopped by. We both talk a decent amount, so we did that before I wandered off in search of sustenance. I can't remember what I ate. Oh. "Salisbury steak." That's what it was supposed to be, anyway. I can't remember how it tasted, either. Went to my next class (Eastern European/Balkans History since 1900,) and emerged an hour and a half later glad to not be in there anymore.
Side note: I'm scared to tell my prof that I've been to Slovenia and Central/Eastern Europe. There was one guy that had been to Bosnia-Herzegovina, and he made a presentation the other day. I'm not certain as to whether the prof asked him to, or if he volunteered. Either way. I don't want to take the chance.
Figured I was close enough to the library to go and read something I hadn't. So I did that for an hour, then went to light lunch, since my next class was three hours long and I was out of coffee again. Scarfed down a few bowls of salad, next class.
At least the second movie was interesting.
Class out at 6:00. Hungry again and out of coffee. Went to dinner, met some new people and reconnected with friends I hadn't seen in awhile. Refilled my coffee.
Back to the library. Read the rest of the section I didn't finish earlier, finished and printed my paper, and listened to George Strait. I really relate to his songs for some reason.
Walked back to the room and got here at about 8:30 with the intention of reading, but didn't feel like it and realized that my desk was an absolute mess. So I poured myself another cup of coffee, cleaned my desk, and here I am, listening to the Eagles and drinking coffee.
For the record. I've had four 16 oz tumblers of coffee, and working on my second mug since I've gotten back. And I'm still going to sleep really well.
Tomorrow's Thursday. Which means that the day after that is Friday. Maybe catch a sunset over the Bay at that point? I'm in for a busy next-ten days.
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