I Was a Canine Felon
Ever since I came here, it's been impossible for me to wake up later than 6:30 or so, which isn't actually that much of a problem except when, as happened last night, I end up going to sleep around 3. Wintry mix continues to be the bane of my existence, East Side Market has inexplicably good mangoes, I'm reading like a crazy thing and was, inconceivably, bid upon by a fraternity last night. Must now go complete reading, and have hot chocolate.