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at about midnight i got a random impulse. i could not, for one minute longer, have my room ordered in the same way it has been for practically a year. i felt it necessary to rearrange the contents of and furniture along an entire wall. now there are piles of papers and other miscellaneous bits of my life floating around my floor, and it will be my job for tomorrow.
in other news, i'm finally tired. and i want to sleep in, but we're going to a st. andrew's in versailles tomorrow. whatever.
but it is so much more comfortable to sit at the computer in a chair (even if it's a fold-out metal one) with a back than sitting on my bed. after a while, i feel like quasimodo.
in other news, i'm finally tired. and i want to sleep in, but we're going to a st. andrew's in versailles tomorrow. whatever.
but it is so much more comfortable to sit at the computer in a chair (even if it's a fold-out metal one) with a back than sitting on my bed. after a while, i feel like quasimodo.