One thing that I regret is falling asleep so many times while hanging out with Mike. I don’t know how much control over my heavy eyelids, but I’m pretty sure I had more control than I regularly exerted.

I’ve chillaxed a lot more since yesterday afternoon. I’m at work right now. A job that would otherwise be mind numbingly boring is mind numbingly comforting, a pleasant interlude between treks across campus, juggling six classes in my head and homework.

I visited my old room last night. Jessie and Alli have turned my bed into a Japanese-style table. They took off the doors of one of the wardrobes to lay over the springs. My mattress has been piled on top of Alli’s so that she has a very thick, squishy bed.

The Ratty has a lot of different types of olive oil. Garlic is too overpowering. Basil is all right. I tried a lemon olive oil yesterday though, and it was fantastic.