Yesterday, and today. I was a fairly responsible human being yesterday; paid mom's bills, registered & paid for zipcar membership, organized my week, and got started on most of the work I'll have to do by Friday. I also went to Baltimore with Alex because I needed to pick up my zipcard so that I can actually use the car on Wednesday and Friday, and he was willing to take me. He is such a kind soul, and some days, I feel like I'm taking advantage of it. I hope that my friendship is enough to repay him for everything he's done for me, and I find this genuinely concerning, because I don't have much else to offer. I am a broke avoidant college kid. What could I possibly have that someone would want or need?
On the other hand, I've been a bum all morning. I woke up at 9am meaning to start on my analysis of Poe's "The Cask of Amontilado", but it was raining and I felt like doing nothing but contemplate my life choices, laze around, and listen to Parachutes. I have so much to do, though. Why can't I follow the schedule that I make for myself? Why am I so punk that I don't want to give in to my own authority? And am I being ironic enough for you yet? These are the questions that need to be asked.