I'm getting lazier and lazier with these blog posts. But eh.
Going through my day step by step is probably just as tedious to read as it is to type.
If anyone reads this.
Basically.
Woke up, got out of bed, dozed off in History, went to Theory/Aural, stuffed my face, took a nap, woke up with food rejecting me, felt like shiiiiiiiit, didn't have any pain killers, lazed around, kind of so far have managed to hold down peanut butter, bread, milk, and a banana...
I've just showered, and I'm sitting here with a towel still on my head, with my "Writing Analytically" book sitting in front of me. I should open it and read the chapters for tomorrow.
And yet, "Its Kind of a Funny Story" is taunting me. I want to read more. Gah.
I'm hungry.
No, I'm not hungry. I just want taste.
:(
We're almost out of milk.
Why am I saying pointless stuff?
-_-
Okay, bye.
~Mary
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