Want to go swimming. Nowhere to go swimming. Or maybe, but no time to go swimming. Damnit, I *will* do at least one of those papers Sunday, 'cause I can't do them Monday, 'cause that's class reg day, and I will be recovering from my nervous breakdown all day.
Field trip tomorrow. Note to self: stop at IGA on way home for supplies.
I hate this weather. This weather is STUPID. This weather needs to be beaten with a stick, if you can beat an intangible climatological phenomenon.
I bet I could find a way. >.