Because I'm halfway through my law homework and don't feel like it anymore?

 

- Went to lay down for a few minutes at 11PM last night; woke up at... 2:45. Read some (I'm fffinally reading The City and the City by China Miéville and it's good), made a token effort at sleeping, gave up, read some more, started doing my laundry.

- 21st birthday passed without incident or particular drunkenness. I mean, any more drunkenness than usual. And no really interesting swag, though Rachel sent me Atomik Aztex and Thunder at Twilight: Vienna 1913-1914, the latter of which promises to be massively entertaining.

- Macroeconomics fills me with despair for the human condition. The class, that is, not the subject.

- I'm hungry.

- The subject line says halfway-through-law-homework-ugh, but Business Law is the best class this semester? That, and American history. I suspect that the American history guy fails a few people every semester for not participating, as object lessons, so when they come back to take his class he recognizes them and makes them say why they failed, and thus get enthusiastic participation from everyone smart enough to realize he's not fucking around.

- Writing: porn of someone else's dickbag emperor, still that Hungary/Sisi fic, kill me, gigantic genderbend fic that I could finish if I sat down and made myself, which is what I always say but can never quite do. Thank god for having people to shanghai into word-warring with me. /ducts Also, maybemaybemaybe Homestuck fic maybe, I just like Rose a lot, okay.

- There are four boxes of oatmeal sitting on top of the dresser in my dorm room. My mother is a troll. A troll with coupons.

- That's about it.

- Yep.

- Time for some caffeine.