I feel tired, and I really don't feel like working on my history paper. I'm on page 2 at the moment. Blech. I have to leave soon to go into Philadelphia for a special hall dinner, and by the time we get back, I'll probably end up playing poker or something.

So that means I'll have to work on the paper tomorrow, since it's due in class on Monday. Working on a history paper on my birthday. Sounds like a great deal of fun, no?

Going to go brave the cold outside and trek to the train station now. Whee.