Dear Diary,
weekends here are SO long, i really don't feel like i deserve them. first of all, they start at 12:30 on friday which is terribly early. on fridays afternoons around here, everyone just waits around for it to be friday night. most everyone naps. our lives are pretty cush. that's why we have to make self-inflicted hardship by going to birkams yoga or other spirit-crushing excercise. The whole idea of "working out" is ridiculous, we've made our lives so easy with things like washing machines and cars that we find it necessary to sweat for the sake of sweat. humans are way silly, i quit!
the only thing about having all of this free time is that we have absolutely no excuses for not doing our homework over the weekend. "well i woulda done the reading professor so and so but i have all of sex and the city on dvd and you understand, don't you?"
Love,
Diana