Untitled.
11 January 2001
one of the first thoughts that came into my head after getting up this morning was a wish for tomorrow afternoon to get here so that i could crawl back into bed.
thursdays are my long day for wintersession. i don't really have long enough to come home for lunch between class and work, and i didn't bring a lunch today. so i went to the met, but couldn't bring myself to eat any of the food there. it all seemed very unappetizing and overpriced. which i guess it all did last year too, but i didn't have any other choice then.
and chris.k didn't come home for dinner again. he hasn't all week. and most college students don't even ever eat with their roommates. but we've all been eating together most nights all year. so it's a little disconcerting when a week goes by and it seems like no one has time. especially over wintersession. that's when yr supposed to have time.