It’s frigid in here, and outside it’s less than 50 degrees. I slept through more of my life last night, a party this time. It turns out i missed a good time at the open mic the nigt before. I didn’t really mean to miss the party either; a boy needs his sleep. The ‘Germany and the World of Hitler’ class is totally amazing, and i took pages upon pages of notes there. Afterwards i had lunch with Laurel and Justin (not the usual Justin), which was fun. I love to hang out with Laurel, and she might be leaving the country for her co-op, so i try to hang out with her as much as i possibly can. Afterwards we walked back home together and chatted. I got back home and had no interest in my guitar… i have weeks where it’s the sexiest thing on earth and week where i barely feel like playing a C-chord. At this point is was after 6pm, and i had been up since 4:30am, so i went to sleep either on the couch or in my bed (don’t remember). I wound up on the couch this morning because my computer’s alarm clock went off and i could hear it from my bedroom.