My current state is best understood through my ever-present pains of hunger-- made worse by school stress and ingestion of coffee. I've only eaten two real meals since Saturday afternoon-- by the evening I had no appetite (heart-sickness is the best diet drug), and Sunday I was traveling.

I have to translate 35 more lines of Beowulf. Dr. Pick gave me an extension on my research paper.

I'm going to bed at 2:00 am, no matter what.