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Demmit, I'm hungry.

Cranky.

I had it all planned out. I was going to wake up at 10:30, shower, get dressed, eat, andf be ready for my meeting at 12:30. (Rant on the meeting to follow.)

Then, around 8:30, my roommate's alarm goes off. He has absolutely no reason to set his alarm for 8:30. None. He didn't even bother to get up. He didn't even bother to acknowledge that the alarm was going off until I whacked the bed. (What can I say... I hate "All I Want To Do Is Have Some Fun".) Then he rolled over and took up snoring.

Scratch one hour of sleep.

So here it is 12:15. I've showered, but I have no time to eat (bad thing, my stomach is complaining loudly) and now I have to run to a meeting. ANOTHER damn meeting for ANOTHER waste of time group project. I hate group projects, I hate people, and I hate my cog psy class. Grrrrrrrrrr.

Then come home and read poems for my Monday class. Fun stuff. Fun, fun, fun stuff.

Am I done yet? Can I let myself zone back into a few hours of Baldur's Gate yet?

Another splendid morning, or rather afternoon. Already my plans are shot, and meanwhile my roommate just sat up, and is staring blankly at nothing as he waits for his brain to send signals. After a while he'll get tired of waiting and start moving... He should wait longer, it would solve a lot of problems.

I'm hungry but I'm tired of oatmeal. Should I skip breakfast and move right to lunch? I don't know what to have for lunch.;