enJOY it

I need to duct tape my hands together.  That is probably the only way to avoid searching for apartments in Minneapolis.  Or looking at cute jackets and warm boots.  Or writing down all the things I need to buy for my phantom apartment.  In other words: I MUST NOT PLAN.  I MUST NOT GET WRAPPED UP IN THIS LIFE THAT INVOLVES KRAFT.

I must find my duct tape.

Fortunately there are real, not hypothetical, situations to stress over.  So much class work to tackle before heading up the Five for Thanksgiving break.  After Formal on Friday and Football on Saturday, I will have found a new purpose for duct tape – keeping my eyelids open.

Operation No Planning/Procrastination begins here.