you see, i just wasn't meant to attend class.
i got a letter in the mail today about how my student loan payments are looming in the not-so-distant future. talk about a real mood killer.
i'm pretty sure i'm going to have to take on a minor if not another major after this semester. i can't afford to be out of school yet.
so, lent... i think i'm going to do the 40 days stone-cold sober. not because i particularly care about my health and i want to live a long life, but mostly because i don't have faith in my ability to do it and i think that's totally fucked up. caffiene is also out. maybe soda in general. and swearing. sex is out too, but that's been out for a while, so it's no big loss at all.
i think it'd be kind of neat to spend the 40 days in seclusion. do some real soul searching. but i doubt i will.
blah blah blah...
i wish i had a camera. euclid is sleeping on his back on my lap with his head arched back to lie on my hands while i type. what a goof.
well, i'm going to go sit in the bathtub and do geometry, because that's how completely awesome i am. i know. i'd be jealous too.