After returning from ACL Fest to my humble college abode, I found that Kim had broken up with Joe and that someone had left gum on my trunk.
Also, it was raining. My rain boots came in the mail, as well as my DVD of Grey's Anatomy, second season.
Today I have a midterm in Poetry... and haven't really studied. It's difficult to study for something that I am convinced I already know. But I have looked over all the poems and so far that seems sufficient.
Sometimes I don't understand things.
Like dreams, stubble, the postal service, time, my computer, and why my roomate has left a bowl of soup out for at least three days now.