arrived 5 minutes late. proceeded to be clumsy and disrupt class.... nevermind that i am wearing highway construction worker orange (also the colour of pre-packaged swedish macaroni and cheese) zip-up jumper with hood (i haven't done laundry in ages). nevermind that my stomach roars with hunger audibly. focus on the clumsy boy in the class of 20 women who had, in the course of 20 minutes, walked in late, tripped over waste-bin, banged metal desk into metal radiator, hiccupped, sneezed, hiccupped&sneezed, apologized for forgetting to turn mobilephone to "tysnad" (silent) profile, caused some english students thesis project to fall off of the adjacent chalkboard, and opened a bottle of soda only to have it explode.

but after classs, discovering that i had a cd along not of the variety aforementioned in the prior online entry, i walked happily along to my least favourite quasi album, -the sword of god-, only to have it become instant favourite with the wittier-than-thou lyric: you chose boredom over fear. well said, quasi.

if it were wednesday or friday, my day would be over... but no... it's monday... office hours, reading for class to do, the class itself from 6.30-whenever the man who married my mother decides he's had enough of our semi-obvious lack of knowledge since most of us did not do the readings.