the chief says as he walks out the door yesterday.
they are tearing up the mountain again, and drilling right outside my front door. it's wearisome, really. i'm home from work, ready to dive into schoolwork and it sounds like a war is raging outside.
i guess i'll get out of my comfy pjs (i know, it's not even 1pm), and go to the library to get something done. it's odd how they time their breaks, how the breaks coincide with my not sleeping anymore or not being home.
i'm just going to try to write the paper, though i don't have any idea what i'll say. if worse comes to worse, i'll just go sit by the hudson and enjoy the sunshine. it's gorgeous outside.
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