The cynicism of repetition.

" I'm all-around irritated with people here in Morris. Only a few of them are as cool as I remembered them being from last week."

Which is a post from God knows when last year, sometime right before Christmas break. I'm tired, the email is down so I'm having issues finishing up my final papers, the bank still hasn't figured out my money thing, and I'm beginning to reminisce...which isn't a good thing for someone like me.

I really wish it would snow here, so I could go smoke and look up and be calm. But then, I'd need cigarettes to do that, too. I really am very irate right now.