16 hours at work yesterday. Did good work. Still can't get out of there soon enough.
People at potential internship leads aren't talking to me.
It's Valentine's Day. I'm in the library, working by myself. I didn't want to spend today alone. Could it have been different if I'd had more guts? My work needs done in order to have tomorrow to carry out the plans I've made with my friends, but I don't want to work. I need to.
Up at 1:30 AM. This is getting ridiculous.
"solidarity coven" is an interesting idea. But then my knowledge of history takes over and I imagine striking Polish dock workers dancing around a fire buck naked and the mind, as they say, boggles.
Next update: 12 hours, 45 minutes and 37 seconds from now