Monday, February 26, 2007
starling compiled.thunder during research lecture, 151 with cold synthetic leather seats. one by one, i staggered in and out of my groggy state, i must have looked horrible on my way home. i want to sleep now till the moon turns into the shape of a meadowlark, but i know i cant, because i dont want to crash and burn when it turns march.
9:04 PM