so that was a pretty good 15 hours or so. its funny how full a room can feel and in an instant how very empty it can seem. i looked at the clock: 3:45. just as much of the weekend left to be than had already passed. i want to go somewhere. i should go down to athens. amanda is sleeping alone tonight. i should go see her. beltons drunk up in gburg, that would be an interesting time.

but i dont. partially because i dont love driving 75 at night. trucks suck major ass. partially because i know i only have a week left here. i can do this. no need to put extra mileage on the car. partially because i have things that need to get done, and times like these are the perfect times to do it. psychology notes need to be written, furniture needs to be designed, art history needs to be studied, art critiques need to be typed, portfolios need to updated, prints need to be ordered, money needs to be dropped off, pen and ink drawings need to be completed...its all got to get done. might as well be ahead and ready for it right?

this weekend could be the best weekend of my life and im just letting it be mundane.

i shouldnt feel bad about it. these trips cost money. money i dont have.

one week. one week.