Content and full with sandwich, I wait for my last class to begin and end.

I finished my 1500 word research paper last night at about 5:30 in the morning, only to get up 3 hours later for class. Surprisingly, I've been rather awake in my classes today. I got back my test in Logic and got an 88% on it. That puts me at about a 90% average. I'm waiting to get back my paper for American Government, and when I get that back I should be at about the same 90% average. English and Psychology have still yet to be decided. School hasn't turned out all too badly. In comparison with my past, these classes are supposed to be the kind where you struggle to maintain a B. The fact that I'm pushing an A, causes me to believe that there is still hope for a washed up B student such as myself.

I had a whole Publix Sub for lunch complete with Chips and a drink. After certain meals the result is usually fat purgatory (characterized by sometimes mild or extreme feelings of sickness and a conscious need for the body to do something productive in order to feel justified in it's sinful indulgence of food), but after the meal I had, I'm confident my stomach is saying, "You�re a good man Josser Brown."

I'm in the computer lab, waiting for English to come and go. Someone called me and asked me to work for them tonight. Instead of my wanting to laugh, I turned them down nicely. Sure I could use the money, but I'd rather put on my pajamas and sit around and do school work. It looks like it's going to rain, and I welcome the possibility. I know that when I get out of English at about 5:00, I will be aching for the solace of my comforter. Cool sheets against my cramped muscles, and a goose-feathered pillow to lose myself in.