yesterday had few redeeming qualities. i woke up in a sour mood and couldn’t seem to shake it, despite the cheap pleasures i attempted to bestow upon myself (cafe mocha, crappy tv, nap on the couch).
i have plenty of time to do the things i need to do, but i’m having trouble getting off my ass to actually do them.
anyway. enough of this wallowing. tomorrow will be better. no class to sleep through, i get to study something interesting (behavioral science — i’m putting neuroanatomy on the backburner for a while), a new episode of the real world, and a free dinner with nice wine.
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CD shopping list:
elliott smith, a basement on a hill
badly drawn boy, 1 + 1 = 1
jill sobule, underdog victories
rufus wainwright, want two.
must . . . feed . . . iPod
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