I succeeded on Monday & Tuesday but failed in my spend-no-money project on Wednesday, having to buy something to eat so I didn't starve in the 8-5 time block in which I wouldn't be home. Then I bought a dollar shake, 'cause it was shake day, then I went to Senior Night at the Pub, and there was a pitcher of beer and an attractive stranger and a walk home and my brain has been less apt at focusing since then. I need Dick Cheney to shoot me in the face and knock a little sense into me so I can get back on track. It's finals week.
Which makes now a very, very good time to spend three days with no Facebook. I need all work and no play and to be a dull girl. I need the grounding influence of words like nationalism, ethnicity, ideology. I need Nietzsche and Kafka to take me by the hand and show me very creepy things and force me to analyze them.
But first, I need to eat breakfast.
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