be researching "Coyuca" to discuss tomorrow in Spanish Peninsular Civilization at 8am, get ready for bed, maybe shower (hmm...can that be postponed?), do work for every class, sleep, write things that are far more interesting to read about than my stream of consciousness, stop thinking about chocolate cookies, be more sociable like a "typical" college student, brush my hair/teeth, move stuff off of my bed so perhaps I can lay me down in it when I'm done writing, plot meals that I can actually cook and move away from sandwiches/salads/pasta with vegetables, de-stress, and end this blog.
But you know what? I enjoy writing more than any of these things. Besides, perhaps, those cookies.