Why is it only at 2:30 AM the night before an 11 AM class that I suddenly remember the letter I very much wanted to write to the Daily in response to a column today? Must remind self that the letter wouldn't get published tomorrow anyway, so I might as well write it tomorrow. Although I just spent a good 20 minutes looking stuff up online.
I guess that means now's not the time to whine about my day, either, is it? May I just say: Wisdom tooth. Side of mouth. Ow.
(Also: Jacket in library. Disappeared. Bizarre. Annoying.)