all the religious medals around my neck hang heavily

[threeplusfire]

Home, because I just couldn't sit out in public anymore today. All I wanted was to come home and take off my clothes, lay on the couch and cough. I'm watching Olympic coverage and writing a new chapter for my fan fiction monster.

The first floor of Calhoun has enormous flourescent lights now. It's awful. I liked the darkness better. Hana and I discussed Skvorecky. No literary papers for me in this class. Instead I'm going to keep a journal of my reactions to the novels, stories and essays.

I want to curl up, never go back to work, those things.