obscenely tired. i've gotten home after 9pm every night this week.
i'm sitting that the desktop, eating leftover mac and cheese for breakfast, and attempting to get some reading done for my african art history class, while my sister's in the living room, commenting on maury's guests in search to find their baby's father. i need to get my ass in the shower.
nothing much to say really. i guess i'm just not in the mood; too tired, maybe. adidas from 2:30 to 9:30 tonight, then 11am to 8pm tomorrow. i might have a full weekend, outside of work. estoy finito.