My house is still cluttered (but the bathrooms are clean).
I have emails waiting and waiting to be written (so sorry, Emily. honestly, your emails have meant the world to me. they encouraged me a lot. I'll write you back this weekend).
I purged my computer desk yesterday. No trash on it now. Maybe I can claim just one of my resolutions upheld. :)
Here's what I have been doing instead. School, homework, sleep. Seriously being sick is like a full time job! At least it's almost gone (I think).
Yesterday I got to class a few minutes before the room was unlocked. There were maybe 6 or so of us waiting. I glanced across the hall at the guy standing there and to my shock saw that he was wearing monogrammed jeans. No biggie right? The monogram was on his crotch! Right there, in a dull brown-orange, was the letter 'P'. Now I can only imagine what the P stood for. But really... not only was it a little crass it looked a little silly. It made me laugh (tho' not out loud and definitely not right then). I wish I could have taken a picture of it but I didn't think I could really ask for a picture of his crotch. It didn't seem quite right.
Also, I've come to the conclusion that there are three final bastions of smoking left in these great United States: Community Colleges, Pool Halls, & Hospitals (not inside them, oh no! outside, in the 'smokers shack').
Off to study for the 4 tests I have coming up before I head out to class...