it's sad when you can't finish your thesis even after you've spent an entire day hogging the computer. it's even sadder when you are supposed to be motivated by the promise of a salary increase.

salary increase being the operative word. i mean, how sad is it to be 26 and not be able to pay for your own gas? (no mention of the two unmetionables yet, spoiler).

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i've got two options:

(1) stay in the office and continue the rambling excuse i have for an answer to research problem 1, part 1, ideal number 5. i can stay here until around 830 thereabouts before the guard kicks me out.

(2) go to class, listen to a two-hour lecture on wounds (i think we're done discussing dead people).

at the end of it all is the promise of a csi marathon.

right now, that's the only thing that's keeping me going.