“And when you dream
You’re seventeen”

I am awake ridiculously early. Too much fun last night.   But I can do that. Because I’m still a college student. For 17 more days!

Edited to add: Getting up so early was for the better. I significantly improved the Tocqueville paper and then went out to breakfast with Xina. After breakfast, we were both wide awake, so we went to the mall. I bought a sweater, and a Christmas present, all before noon. Productivity rules!

My weekend:
Tocqueville, anthems, Dawson’s Creek, crossing things off the list, cows, Camaros, Australian-ness, libertarian prostitutes, meditation on, Bon Jovi, avoiding Skidmorians Exit 17, crack pipes,attempted pizza, 11:45 AM, Nietzsche, drugs, ooh, hot jeans…I’m livin’ it up my last month as a college student.