Really? Because we need our apartment painted.
Sometime during sleeping through my first class, eating a reheated calzone, drinking an excellent pot of oolong and finishing up the homework I had due at 2, I remembered something important. I'm a slacker. I like naps and sprawling and sunshine and blowing off all of my responsibilities for the day to play videogames or read a book cover to cover. I don't make schedules unless I do so in order to maximize questing time. I'm petulant, constantly amused, and utterly guilt-free and shameless unless a friend or mentor-type is involved. If I don't want to do something, I don't do it. And yet somehow lately I've been involved in a whole bunch of things and constantly guilty and stressed about not working. That's annoying.
I think I need to pull out of astrophysics to give myself more time to be awesome and do what I want. It's unfortunate, but small in the grand scheme of things. Meanwhile, the walk to campus smelled like sun, warmth and mud today, and Waltham's warmer than Louisville. Score.
I think I need to pull out of astrophysics to give myself more time to be awesome and do what I want. It's unfortunate, but small in the grand scheme of things. Meanwhile, the walk to campus smelled like sun, warmth and mud today, and Waltham's warmer than Louisville. Score.