I almost wrote a journal entry about how stressful having to choose a college major is. I almost wrote a paragraph about how that would be selfish since there are people who don't have clean water, let alone the chance for an education. I almost wrote something stupid or pretentious.

Instead I wrote something boring. Congratulations, Abby, you get exactly nothing. (Just kidding, you get a peanut butter cookie since you baked them and someone has to eat them).

/stupidity

I haven't been on here in forever and I realized the last journal entry was from October last year. Although, considering the fact that it's only (the end of) January, that doesn't seem quite so long ago. Except that it is.  I've missed writing, and faving inordinate quantities of other people's (and sometimes my own) art.  But honestly, I've got to get back to reading Tomasello and Call's Primate Cognition (I could swear it was more interesting when I started reading before class started than it is now, when the readings are required.  Come on Abby! Mind over matter! Make it interesting again!).  Oh, and the bio homework.  And the English readings I've been neglecting...and the Spanish essays. Yep.  Now if only the Internet would break so I'd have to get off--or not. Nope. No Internet breaking allowed.  Interweb spiders, keep spinning!

/ramble