I started the day by finishing my assignment for my afternoon class. When that was done, I still had some time. So I had some zany soup-making adventures in the kitchen. The zaniness was that none of my pots were big enough to accommodate the recipe because a quart is not a cup. By the time I'd compensated, it was too late to eat any of it. Guess who's having crappy minestrone for dinner?
Class was unexciting. I'm picking up the bad habit of attempting crossword puzzles during lecture. This will have to stop. Midterms are next week.
I just got back from jogging, so I'm going to try to use my remaining/newfound energy to accomplish something.