Again, this dorm is pretty much a converted back bay apartment. So a lot of it is OLD. That includes the God damn windows. We have just one in our dorm. Despite its appearing to be closed all the way, cold still seems to emanate from it as though it were wide open.
And our dorms aren't heated. At least, they don't seem to be. That sucks. That's a sucky thing. For me.
My roommate's sleeping. I thought I got the short end of the stick when he got to pick his side of the room first. But his bed is closest to the window. That sucks. At least he has his Eagles blanket to keep him warm. I have a huge denim Tommy Hilfiger one, myself.
I could be under it right now. But I'm not. I'm writing this.
I think I might stay up till about six or so. Then get ten hours of sleep. That way, I can just bypass the searing mundanity of Saturday afternoon.
I just caught myself putting thought into this post. I guess I really am tired.
Oh. Sorry to disappoint, but I forgot to mention.
I give up.
After eleven days, I couldn't take it any more. The bristly pain, the overall sense of filth.
I am weak.
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