Saturday, December 10, 2005
Call me Bartleby
Saturday's are made for loafing. I'm pretty sure that's in the definition of "Saturday." I however need to be studying for my Physiology test on Monday. It's now after 2 pm, which you will see authenticated at the bottom of my post once I post it...and I have yet to study. Actually, from 10 till about noon I was out playing Ultimate Frisbee in the snow. It was the frozen crispy kind that you end up bruised or bleeding from when you dive in it, and because I believe you're not having fun till you're injured, it was a very good thing. I'm not really sure what I've been doing since then...it certainly doesn't feel like such a lapse of time has occurred. Now I love Physiology--it's a lot like Anatomy, which I loved--but I have a hard time not losing focus when I study, and actually right now I just don't feel like doing anything more than staring at a wall outside the window. Go figure. I think it's also hard for me to study at my house at the moment; mainly because my room is in a state of chaos and I need organization to concentrate, and frankly I don't want to take the time to clean it now. Unfortunately the library doesn't have the same appeal to me as in earlier times. Not since a large piece of construction equipment resembling a tractor, held up by a crane, came crashing through the window at me while sitting in my own special calming library haven that I discovered during my freshman year. Fortunately the cubicles they put in place of my wonderful sofas had a back wall that kept glass from flying into my eyes. That said, I really should try to study now.
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Flying glass is a pretty good excuse not to study. I condone it. You must help me with my excuse for not studying, which usualy involves food or some inane and unessary task like counting the hairs on my arm. (there are 2056 by the way, is that manly?)
Good Luck on your tests.
Yes, yes, I agree. Unfortunately that was about a week ago, so I have no excuse for this week, other than that my book looks uninviting. I like your excuses; everyone should know that about themselves. If that is manly, at least you are blond, so you can't see all of the hairs.
You know the mental trauma from such an incident could really provide excuses for years to come. Honestly you've got a golden opportunity here to put off studying. Can't you picture the flying glass each time you open your book to study? That's the route I would go.
I can only say that I wish I was there to witness the glass incident because I would've gotten quite a few laughs out of it. :)
Hey Bartleby
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