Realistically, who can expect to accomplish anything when it's so bloody cold? I considered staying in my room all day; only hunger drew me out (probably saving me from wasting another day entirely). I further considered bringing the best part of my bedroom with me and wrapping myself in my comforter rather than being so pedestrian as to just wear a heavier jacket. Was discouraged by all of the hopping that would be required to get from my room to the dining hall.
So now here I sit, hoping only to write two letters of recommendation and filter through old issues of the Economist today. Perhaps I can be so ambitious as to attempt laundry this evening.
Monday, February 11, 2008
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