listening to: my own typing. how zen.

craving: more coffee. i’m summoning the motivation to make the epic journey to the third-floor coffee maker. did i mention that i don’t like working on the basement level?

last night: yesterday was deliciously unproductive. i didn’t even wake up until around two, at which point there was just no other option than to accept the fact that i was going to have to be lazy all day. so i took a very long bath and listened to the cure for a while, then found some clothes and wandered over to the store, where they not only didn’t yell at me for paying for my popcorn in change, they asked if i had any more because they were running low. i returned to my apartment with the successfully acquired popcorn and watched run lola run and the matrix, then whiled away the rest of the afternoon in a books and literature channel. i considered working on one of the many projects i have waiting for me, both personal and professional, but i just didn’t. so nyeah.

estimated hours of sleep: it was weird; i fell asleep reading, so all the lights were still on and i was still in my cargo pants [a high school relic thefted from my parents' house the last time i visited them] and bacardi limón shirt [hey, it's black and it's comfy and it has a little bat on it. and they gave it to me free when jamar and i went to señor swanky's a while back]. i woke up a few times and fell asleep again before i actually bothered to go turn off lights and whatnot.

so far today: my major accomplishment this morning was causing a paper jam in the xerox machine upstairs. go emma go!

current plans for later today: dunno yet. it’s monday morning, i haven’t thought past my second cup of coffee much less as far ahead as tonight.

what else: yeah, that bothers me too.