I didn't do anything yesterday. I missed class, stayed home all day, and didn't even study. What was I thinking? My day went like:
- wake up
- snooze
- snooze more
- read blogs
- look for food (but I was too lazy to make anything)
- look for food again, a while later
- watch some bball games
- read blogs
- clean the kitchen
- eat
- play gran turismo

I hate when I don't leave the house for a whole day. There's so much going on outside of this box... which makes me really appreciate my $80 rent, because hate paying for what I don't use very much... my house. So much of what I do takes place away from home. I don't ever want to be a homebody... it's too easy to get trapped and suddenly your world shrinks down into work and home. It's not easy to live the life He wants from you if you're home all day. Why did I miss all my classes today then? I don't know. I have to stop sleeping so late when I'm not studying.