Having originally planned to wake up at a respectable hour, finish Sense and Sensibility, write my outline for an essay, pick a topic/come up with a thesis for another essay, plan out some meals for this week/ go on a productive grocery shopping trip, and finish the night off with an active shift at work, going to bed shortly thereafter…
I woke up at 11am, went to the Trader Joe’s that is half an hour away from my apartment, came home lacking the ingredients for any actual dish (BUT with three kinds of bread, two types of cheese, two types of juice, a few veggies, pop-tarts, and cookies), read a few pages, fixed my taxes (WOOHOO Contrary to my initial figures, I will still receive a refund), went swimming, and spent the majority of my work shift sitting and talking with delightful co-workers (either in a van or in a library), went to the 24-hour Subway so that I could eat fresh for the first time today, watched Gilmore Girls, and now, at 1:45am… will probably be going to bed soon.
So, excellent day, but WHAT DO I THINK I AM DOING?!?
Oh yeah, and you know how last quarter I had to read those 21 novels in 10 weeks and how I almost died? This next quarter I get to go through 24 novels! This should be amusing.
