I am a procrastinator. I was the one who didn’t really start a project until it was due within a couple of days. I’d use the excuse that I worked better under pressure and that if I had finished the paper weeks ago I would’ve rewritten it over and over again.
James seems to be the same way. I asked him several times to email me the pictures his mom took of the babies on Halloween. No pictures. I may have to resort to breaking into his laptop to email them to me myself.
In other news it was just snowing outside and then it suddenly stopped. There was no snow in the forecast. Someone is messing with me.
Also, even though the rest of my body may be warm, if my nose is cold, I am cold. I also like commas and the overuse of them. My nose is cold. I am going to bed. Wake me in June when it finally warms up a bit.
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