The day is young, yet, oh so very lively this morning. The birds are singing (hella off key i might add) at my window making it impossible to sleep or even snooze. I've resorted to listening to my ipod and watching, with ambivalency i might add, the changing of digital numbers on my oh so fancy alarm clock. Pondering the very thought of actually preparing for my Moral Philosophy course or just unknowingly letting the minutes slip by until i need to leave.
I think i'm definatly going to go with the procrastinator path and unknowingly let the minutes slip by, possibly even until i'm late. Swell plan, swell plan indeed.
Damn birds, I blame this all on you... you're solely responsible for my ambivalent procrastination. Cheaky little bastards...
Yeah, i'm thinking you should find another tree somewhere in this God foresakein' city and plant your feathery asses in that tree instead...
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