The Checkered Camel Company

   Saturday, December 13, 2003  
I ate three Krispy Kreme doughnuts about an hour ago. The compulsion I acted upon was entirely psychological, because I don't even like Krispy Kremes. They taste bland, as doughnuts go. Oh, well.

My grandpa paid for me to take six more hours. I apparently need at least nine to receive insurance coverage. I worked out a perfect schedule of four straight classes Tuesdays/Thursdays from 8:00 a.m. to 2:30 p.m.: Sociology, Persuasion, Japanese, and Algebra. Ausgezeichnet. I changed it two times over the past month, but this should be final.

I take my finals Monday and Tuesday.

Those dadgum doughnuts made me ill. I think I'll go lie down.
    at 4:26 AM