Day 175

Today and yesterday were a little rough. I did have a ton of fun last night, but otherwise I've just done a lot of school work. I've seen four (really terrible) movies. I've read probably half a book that I was supposed to read a while ago (oops), finished up a 12 pager, started an 8-12 pager, and tried to think of how I'm going to approach an in-class written final on Monday. I went on a walk to Fairhaven this afternoon, but I should have been hiking. I then turned around and prompty went to haul and stack wood at Mark's place. Anything to not study. I now have the excuse of not studying and say that my brain has shut down, as clearly evident in my cerebral flatulance. To make things seem a little bit better, I did come back and do some more writing before giving up about six minutes ago.

I don't know what the rest of my night has in store for me. We'll find out. Right now it's looking like I might have a beer and turn on a war movie or play guitar. I really want to watch We Were Soldiers or WindTalkers right now, but I don't own either of those films, and I'm the only one around here who watches war movies.

In response to a comment by Mr Simon a few days ago, yes, I do intend to return to drinking coffee. I still love the stuff. However, I realize that it plays an important role in my life, and you have no idea how hard it is to get through Dead and Finals weeks and not have any significant amounts of caffeine enter my blood stream, especially when you're used to it in the quantities that I am. As a result it's a significant cutback: one mug in the morning, and that's it for the rest of the day. There's a comfort to it too, because it's soooo nice to hang out at the kitchen table or school desk and have a cup of coffee to sip at while reading the morning paper or chat with a friend.

I seriously CAN NOT wait until I can have coffee again. I am SO excited.

It's only 10:33 now.

The night is still young.