2003-12-15 - 1:06 p.m.

dear diary,

i've finally gotten off of my ass and mailed the christmas cards and packages. i can't help complimenting myself on waiting until THE BUSIEST DAY OF THE YEAR to go the post office. my genius astounds me.

tonight is the medical ethics final, wednesday is the history final, thursday is the last day of class for a semester that has left me wounded and bereft.

but hey the house smells good.

and it should be glaringly obvious that i'm doing anything i can to not study for tonight's final.

i've been insight-free for two weeks now. and the television is my best friend.

waxing - waning