innocent when you dream

Allow me to be crass: I raped that final today!!

Syntax yielded a B, and I'm nearly certain phonology will be an A, so I only need feedback from Andy.

I'm relaxed, though. Poised to begin consumption of copious amounts of bourbon.

Nancy left for Ohio to see her boyfriend, and it's snowing.

There is nothing that I can write here today. Strangely enough. I feel brain dead and boring and hungry.

In that I have not eaten. Food.

Why do I experience a bittersweet sensation at the end of semesters? I could either cry and mourn the death-like ending of this segment, or celebrate from relief.

Nothing is simple for me.

...and then it snows.