Once again, with no classes to attend and no job to go to, I have allowed my sleep schedule to get so screwed up that it's now 6 AM, getting light outside, and it's just occurred to me that I should be getting to sleep.
Good night, world. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon.
I want to know what my housing assignment for next year is SO BADLY and Sarah Cardwell hasn't emailed me it yet. No fair, everybody else already knows, the lottery already happened, and I'm in the dark. Can't they post this shit somewhere or something? I'm in such suspense.