Sunday, October 17, 2004
My feet were cold, but now I'm wearing socks, and I feel better. I'm in a weird mood, I might even go so far as to call it foul. It was Tower yearbook work weekend, and I got very little sleep. Right about now I wish that I could sit around and play video games all day. That's what most college guys do, but most college guys aren't journalism majors. Journalism isn't just a major, it's a life commitment. I love deadlines though. I just wish I weren't in a foul mood. If only mental and physical could segregate themselves a little better. Why does stress equal back pain? I'm just complaining now. I'm going to burrow into bed and do my crossword puzzle. I just want to be warm.
Posted by Brent D. Chappelow at 10:41 PM