It's official.
I'm cracking under the pressure of finals.
Earlier I dined on a delicious bowl of Cocoa Krispies. I went back in the kitchen later to find I'd put the box not in the cabinet, but on the kitchen floor.
I'm more fascinated than I should be at the fact that my multivitamin turns my pee a shade of yellow that can only be described as radioactive.
And Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious is running through my head pretty much nonstop at a tempo most likely to be used in Gwen Stefani's next musical killing hit.
If you don't hear from me for several days, please let my mother know I'm in the basement rocking myself and humming Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.
Earlier I dined on a delicious bowl of Cocoa Krispies. I went back in the kitchen later to find I'd put the box not in the cabinet, but on the kitchen floor.
I'm more fascinated than I should be at the fact that my multivitamin turns my pee a shade of yellow that can only be described as radioactive.
And Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious is running through my head pretty much nonstop at a tempo most likely to be used in Gwen Stefani's next musical killing hit.
If you don't hear from me for several days, please let my mother know I'm in the basement rocking myself and humming Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.