Dammit!

Another extremely late night, another day sleeping until past noon.

Last night I shut down the library without really having gotten much done. As it was only midnight, John invited me over to hang out with him and Cadi. So I went, and ended up being there until four in the morning, having watched Hedwig and the Angry Inch (which was excellent), some Space Ghost, and played some video games.

Then I went home to my extremely cold room and went to sleep half-seriously wishing I had another warm body in my bed to make it easier to stay warm.

Today I must work.

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I would like nothing more than to sleep. For a long time. Until things are different.

I most certainly do not want to cram three o-chem units into the next week and a half. I do not want to write eight pages on a book that is a very padded 230 pages itself. I don't want to go home to a room that is big, empty, and cold.

I don't want to feel guilty for having spent time with people instead of books. I spent a good hour and a half in Commons, having sat at a table that turned out to have a rotating population of diners. The fuller the table got, the less I felt like smacking my head on it.