fishnetflyboy

I slept in today. And it didn't matter.

I got food, and about the time I was getting sick of it the fire alarm went off. I grabbed the banana, abandoned the rest of the plate, and fled for the safety of the great outdoors, where porcine girls in their peejays bemoaned the cold and indignity of it all. I lent one a knife (she was fighting to open a package) but nothing came of it. I was considering just walking away but I really wanted more chocolate milk, it's so smooth it quells indigestion sometimes. I wasn't cold so I just waited.

And now the ominous cloud of a fluid dynamics exam tomorrow morning at eight casts a shadow on all that I do today. Must study... no, not the pretty girls, must study fluids.

[ed] No, not those fluids, either. The book thing. The black one. With the racecar on it. Study that.