Tuesday, September 23, 2003
My cousin, Ryan (The Father's sister's son), will marry a med student this weekend. Then (in November) they intend to move to Sydney, Australia, which is where the girl (I don't remember her name) will attend college. Her school pays for both their living expenses.at 9:59 PM
Ryan is a genius.
I received an 84 on my first human sexuality exam. I probably confused my holes. Anus, vagina, urethra... April never wipes any of them, so they can't be too important.
Pricking my left thumb with sensor tag pins every ten seconds at work roughened my dainty skin enough to form a small callus. The cause for the callus below the joint where my right pinky finger meets my hand remains unknown.
I set my morning alarm for an earlier time than usual, because tomorrow/today I must catch the bus at 7:15 a.m. to make time to complete my microeconomics homework at school. I'll bring along my massive hiragana workbook to practice out of as well. I bought it a few weeks ago, but I neglected it as a result of my perpetual exhaustion from school and work.
My foot is falling asleep. The rest of my body ought to follow it, but the rest of my body is not sleepy (or oxygen-deprived). I should quit breathing.
