Monday. The last Monday of the semester. The day before two finals. So much to do, so much to write, a bit to read, and no desire to do any of it. I just want to curl up in bed with my piles of unread comics and read, or talk to Amelie, or watch bad dating shows. Bad dating shows remind me of my humanity, you see. They also increase my desire to stay inside where it's warm. Who wants to venture out into a world where these people live? Not me, brother.

So, I'm just gonna sit here and not do work. Tra-la-la...