so i thought i'd go to bed early, but then i started watching the world cup. so i don't know if that'll be possible.
at least the time is mostly real.
what's another forty-five minutes?
update:friedel is from mars.
as the clock keeps on ticking, i'm getting the sinking feeling that tonight might be consumed by homework-related activities.
if i'm particularly efficient, i might be able to convince myself to take a little study break in the form of dante's. but maybe not. i do have an exam, a paper, and an evaluation of another group all stacked-up into one little tuesday.
back to the typing phase of the day...
okay. so I'm back home from dante's early because I have an exam in less than twelve hours. I was on the bus home from the office and just felt compelled to keep going for a couple of extra stops. I think a little break was warranted. It was pretty mellow, so it was totally appropriate.
The people singing karaoke kept getting worse and worse. I think they were undergoing shock therapy. Some girl even made Britney sound good in comparison.
Anyway, I printed all of the handouts, so I should probably start looking at them. I'll do that and let the information sit in my brain while I sleep. It's bound to be well developed when I wake up.
Oh yeah. I should probably proofread that paper that's due at the same time as the exam.