Sunday, October 30, 2005
I rose early, with the intent to study, like a good little egg. But I did not study. I wasted time walking around campus, staring at things, or looking up various things on the computer. I wrote a letter to my grandpa, which could be counted as an accomplishment, but I took longer composing it than might have been necessary.
Verdammt. I accidentally scratched open a zit, which is now leaking blood. I probably appear a bit gruesome.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 11:27 AM]