No maps for these territories

Craving fried chicken and ice cream is incompatible with maintaining vegan diet, which is half-assed goal for week. Knock it off. kthx.

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I am bored, and stiff from sitting in my chair writing all day long, and I desperately want to curl up and watch season three of Veronica Mars, and I still have an entire presentation (which I am nervous about) to get done before tomorrow 4 pm. I have trips to the city to make tomorrow and next weekend, and possibly houseguests Friday, and my house is an absolutely wreck and I will need the time to write next weekend as well, but won’t have it.

It was stunningly beautiful outside today and I only made it out to buy a coffee. The lawn, in desperate need since January, did not get mowed. Downtown was full of people off doing fun things, and the only people I talked to was saying hello, briefly to my neighbor and a quick chat with a friend online. I had some distressing email correspondence that I handled badly. I am hungry and my laundry’s not done, and I don’t want to do any of my work, which I am thoroughly behind on. In short, I feel like I may have failed as a human today. Either that, or I’m doing a really good imitation of acting like a grad student…