tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74779079521475900172011-04-21T18:32:13.754-07:00A log of my constant struggle to get absolutely anything done.CPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01000304059875991725noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7477907952147590017.post-67938662842999238102008-02-11T07:48:00.000-08:002008-02-11T07:55:33.765-08:00Realistically, who can expect to accomplish anything when it's so bloody cold? I considered staying in my room all day; only hunger drew me out (probably saving me from wasting another day entirely). I further considered bringing the best part of my bedroom with me and wrapping myself in my comforter rather than being so pedestrian as to just wear a heavier jacket. Was discouraged by all of the hopping that would be required to get from my room to the dining hall.<br /><br />So now here I sit, hoping only to write two letters of recommendation and filter through old issues of the Economist today. Perhaps I can be so ambitious as to attempt laundry this evening.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7477907952147590017-6793866284299923810?l=coldpursuit.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01000304059875991725noreply@blogger.com0