It was one of those mornings when none of my clean clothes would fit.
You know you are taking full advantage of your student status when if you wear a skirt and make-up, everyone asks what class you are presenting in. I love being able to wear jogging pants to school.
I am way behind in my actual schoolwork as opposed to paper-writing. Haven’t done the Foucault readings for class this evening, nor have i edited the four essays i must for 12pm tomorrow. Grrr…
Countdown: 79 pages (re-calculated the total; completed Name of the Rose)