People are annoying.
So the other day I realized that somewhere in the course of moving three times in five months I had lost the textbooks I need for this semester.
So I tore my room apart trying to find them. After that yielded no results I decided to do something truly useful and cry myself to sleep.
After such a productive night I woke up, walked to the book store, spent 80 dollars on books I had at one time owned, quickly did the reading, and then went to class.
And that’s pretty much how all my first few days of class have been going.
Now I’m going to go find some coffee and some food. And consume it.