A chronicle of mundaneness steeped in irony and pointed realism with no real direction or point and no real defined end-point. Except maybe Tuesday, which Tuesday I leave as an exercise for the reader...
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
end of semester heap
Things left to do:
1) study french
2) take french final
3) go home
4) e-mail last two assignments for my other class
5) collaspe in exhausted heap
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