Though Our Skin May Not Touch Skin

Started my research thing yesterday. Data entry. Good times.

I am suffering under the regime of boredom that I find myself chained to. Yesterday I took a nap that stretched into like four hours of sleeping and I didn't really feel like the day was any less fulfilling because of it. I'm going to miss these times as I'm rocketing past the 8th and 7th floors of this building on my way to the ground sometime in the middle of my public speaking class.

I guess I should put some pants on or something.