i can't see any squirels from my window
it seems like nothing happens in this place. i like to think that all kinds of exciting things are happening in the places around me, but i imagine they are not. i'm not going to say "i'm bored" because i can't stand when people say it to me. i'm not bored it's just that i'm in a blah state of mind. when it looks like there's nothing to look forward to. i'll probably be cured by 2:00 pm tommorow afternoon when i realize the weekend has arrived, and i can devote countless hours to academic paper writing (right). i thought i should write something, and this was what i was thinking.