Um. Instead of doing more reporting for my story I just surfed my friendslist for half an hour. We aren't going to class today, and I think I've decided that my story is good enough that I don't actually need to talk to anyone else, even though I only have one quote from my second source. I am planning to edit and fix my story, and call it good
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Because Shelby and I got into lab an hour and a half ago and haven't had our stories looked at yet, I make icons. In "class." In broad daylight. And like, whatever. I'm getting a drink.
It snowed last night. November 15 and we FINALLY get the first snow of the season. It was 60 degrees on Sunday, so this is ridiculous, but whatever. SNOW. And the wind was blowing like a motherfucker and it was cold as fuck and we had to stand in it and flush Nic's brake line and listen to him argue with his father and freeze our ears off, and
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I've had this on my computer for quite a while, but I don't think I've ever actually listened to it. It came on tonight, a few minutes ago, and, just. HEE.
I will actually say something of note tomorrow, I promise. After coffee.
I got done with the paper (except for the intro and conclusion) at six, got two hours of sleep, had breakfast, and am now up and at it again. Wish me luck on the rest of it omg.
I am almost disgustingly chipper, especially for someone who has had only two hours of sleep.
Back, finally, from dinner with my honors seminar class at our professor's house. Long, lovely discussion about class stuff and non-class stuff, and she had great big shepherds of some sort, so I got some puppy love, even
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The window is open as far as it will possibly go. The door is open. THERE IS A WARM BREEZE. I am making progress on my back work for honors seminar. There is coffee.