Woo.

Rather woozy today. Went to sleep around 5, woke up at about 7:30. Why? Because at 8am, the dude who's fixing my bathroom walls was going to show up. And I went to bed so late because I was studying poetry.

I have poetry leaking out my ears, now, and an exam in 3.5 hours. Whee.

So the workman guy is here and making far too much noise for me to even consider falling asleep, and I shouldn't sleep anyways, I should reread poems and poetry notes.

But I really want to sleep. I guess that's what I'll get when I come home after the exam. Maybe I'll even cab it home so that I can get to sleep sooner.

It's days like today that I desperately miss drinking Coke. It's been four months and ... three days since I last had any Coke at all. I'm going to see if I can't make it five months. Or six. I think six would be AWESOME. But it's sufficiently out of my system now that I'm sure I could have a Coke at a restaurant or something and not become utterly dependent on Coke again. ;) Well, not physically. Psychologically is another story altogether.

Anyways. Yes. I am tired. The workman is being loud. And I want to sleep and don't want to have an exam today.

That is all.

Woo.

Exam was not quite "easy", although I probably did okay on it. I got a B+ on my paper, worth 40% of my grade (to go with the B I got on the first paper, worth 30%). I could end up with a B+ in the class if I did well enough on my exam. Go me.

Also, my thoughts on Robert Lowell's Waking in the Blue are "insightful". So there.

Bed, soon, for however many hours I can manage, before doing Italian until I've forgotten how to speak English and French.