Saturday, February 23, 2008
I awoke this morning from last night's plasma-donating lethargy with the noble intention of completing most of my schoolwork in the morning, working out and swimming like a crazy work-out-and-swimming fiend starting at noon, and then spending all evening buried in books at the coffee shop. An unbalanced Poptart breakfast induced sleep. Upon waking again, I caught up on dishes and a little bit of reading until I finally decided to get dressed for working out.
I worked out, swam, and finished a book at the pool before showering and returning to the Lair. I was going to go to Target and then find someone who would dine out with me, but went instead to United Supermarket for Marketstreet pizza, which is delicious. However, upon returning to the Lair, I discovered the hard way that the dietary supplements I am taking should not be combined with two heavy slices of pizza and twenty ounces of Cherry Coke.
I have spent over half an hour on the toilet this evening. I consequently feel unclean, and have decided not to make any public appearances for at least the next twelve hours. I am going to read through the next portion of Njal's Saga, the latest assignment for a German class. I love the plot- every scene ends in a bloodbath. After what I've been bathed in all night, gratuitious murder is a welcome diversion.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 8:13 PM]