1. sitting here, thinking about how my grades are fucked if i don't finish four papers for three of my classes. while i'm sitting here on the computer, am i doing them? no. 2. got about a month to find a new roommate. i'm sitting here, on the computer. 3. chatting with (to follow a running theme) claudia when i still haven't stopped focusing on louis. 4. listening to amadeo's cd. i have his phone number. i know where he lives. yet i do nothing, but sit here and listen to his music and think about what it might be like to be with him.
and so i sit. not doing much of anything. complaining to myself and back to drinking alone. no rest for the weary.