It sure is nice in here but I'm afraid that now I just want to sleep.

It is about time I ventured off the library. It is time to get it together ah yeah ah yeah with my theory now!

This rambling is pointless. I feel bad for any of y'all nice people who may actually bother yourselves by reading this drowsy ramble of typed words. I feel like I should have a point, be informative on situations in society or some bull shit like that but the thing is the older I get the less I know.

Well, class is soon. I'm just and fairly unprepared. It should be slightly awkward so I'll look forward to that.

oh wow, Wilson Farms has nasty coffee.

My environment is in the process of being sorted. I should finish before 9, with the living room area anyway. Andy thinks cleaning clears your head. I think he is right.

I just made some sweet, green, and iced tea by use of my window ledge. It is welcomed stuff at three in the morning. I've been a piece of shit all day. I need to organize the damn space that I live in, then organize my body and appearance, then can I concentrate on the attempted organization of what I must call my professional, academic and idiotic obligations. hahaha hmm ... but nothing seems to be giving me much of an incentive to start the first of these task. Spatial Organization. Damn it! Ouch. What can make me clean? I can do whatever in this environment. Damn it!! This is going to stop. I'm cleaning up this damn place and eventually I'm gonna make people come over and HANG OUT! even though I don't know ya know?