Bwah. Am tired. Have long day tomorrow. Am going to sleep. Will dress warmly tomorrow and eat Chinese food for lunch. To self: bring at least one textbook and stint not on the bringing of fun books, such as fiction or novels or or or or something a lot more fun than Mrs. Dalloway, of whom I still must endure fifty more pages and write a paper on before Monday midnight.
Stupid of me, I know, but one day we will get the hang of it, won't we, Benson?