from being slapped by the hand of reality :(
i'm in the reg - like i always am - procrastinating - like i always do. coming to the reg at this point is like coming to my second home - i feel no obligation whatsoever to be productive anymore in this space. your limestone walls and astute storage units have no effect on me, joseph regenstein! ha!
this is actually terrible. i have about an hour of time before i have to go and help my roommate with her art project, but i am intent on spending that time nursing my wounds/feeling sorry for myself instead of being a productive member of society, etc etc.
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