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how do i master the perfect day?
Another A-! On the anthro midterm, this time. For all of my insistence that I don't care about grades, it is an admittedly nice feeling.
My only Friday class was canceled, which gives me the choice of sleeping in and getting some *much* needed rest, or getting up in time for the French toast at breakfast. Truly, it's a tough call. I've been gritty-eyed all day and dreaming of soft mattresses, so I suspect sleep will win over the rare decent meal. If only I had a soft mattress. I have quite a hard one, instead. But it *is* stained with my menstrual blood. Among other bodily fluids, I'm sure, although *those* aren't mine and I try very, very hard not to think about them.
The first item of furniture I'm buying when I enter the big bad grownup world of living on my own is a ridiculously expensive king-sized mattress. I've had a twin my entire life; the chance to sprawl about is a long-held dream. The first day I bring it home I will spend all day in it, reading trashy novels and poetry and watching bad television. And sleeping, of course.
Sad, isn't it, that sex doesn't figure anywhere into those plans.
And I can't say I mind. I have no intention of sharing that mattress. Not for a very long time. It'll be mine mine mine!
I need to sleep.
My only Friday class was canceled, which gives me the choice of sleeping in and getting some *much* needed rest, or getting up in time for the French toast at breakfast. Truly, it's a tough call. I've been gritty-eyed all day and dreaming of soft mattresses, so I suspect sleep will win over the rare decent meal. If only I had a soft mattress. I have quite a hard one, instead. But it *is* stained with my menstrual blood. Among other bodily fluids, I'm sure, although *those* aren't mine and I try very, very hard not to think about them.
The first item of furniture I'm buying when I enter the big bad grownup world of living on my own is a ridiculously expensive king-sized mattress. I've had a twin my entire life; the chance to sprawl about is a long-held dream. The first day I bring it home I will spend all day in it, reading trashy novels and poetry and watching bad television. And sleeping, of course.
Sad, isn't it, that sex doesn't figure anywhere into those plans.
And I can't say I mind. I have no intention of sharing that mattress. Not for a very long time. It'll be mine mine mine!
I need to sleep.
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yes, i do.