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Art history test tomorrow, which will probably be as big of a rout as Nelson handed the Spanish at St. Vincent.

Can't help but wonder if the weather's partly to blame for this funk and not just scenic accompaniment. Let's just hope this winter's as short as the last.

Got summoned for jury duty yesterday; luckily, I haven't lived in Ramsey County this past month and a half, so I my escape hatch is solid; although part of me thinks I should do it anyway. Things like this a writer should know about. Damn I chose a shitty career.

I find myself listening to Rammstein for some reason. I'm so confused.

I miss having time to read.

Ack, no!! Yesterday was the 13th. Well, now that I've proved that I don't live in the real world, I'm going to go...sob or something. My whole little universe is out of wack.