123 Days of Summer: Day 27 & 28
May 27 & 28
YESTERDAY: The bun means srs bzns. Unfortunately almost none of that took place yesterday. I planned on writing an article for the free press that was already a day late, and instead I: woke up late, ate breakfast out, went for a walk, watched MIB3, watched 6 episodes of Being Erica, and then waited until about 11 p.m. to even start my article. Needless to say it did not get finished. But when it got started, the bun went up.
TODAY: As you can see in this picture, abstract poetry and tiredness were a big part of my day. I read T.S. Elliot on the subway on the way to work (for class of course), actually worked my ass off at work (finished my long-overdue article plus three work tasks, go me!), and then read Gertrude Stein on the subway ride home. Then I went to class and almost fell asleep several times, despite the fact that the discussion was super interesting and I WAS ACTUALLY A PART OF IT. I REASONABLY FAKED MY WAY THROUGH THAT DISCUSSION LIKE A PRO.
OH, AND I GOT A 74 ON MY MIDTERM. I DON’T MEAN TO TOOT MY OWN HORN, BUT REALLY. I AM AWESOME.
Sadly my day is not over; I told my Uncle Mark I’d do another advertorial for him, and that I would have it to him by the end of tonight. So I guess I’m going to bed late again…



