I'm done dicking. And for once, I'm almost quite pleased with myself.

Especially since Tom was such a hellion to cut apart there... I finally got it after foregoing my essay to work an entire day on it.

Yes, Thanksgiving was lovely. Yes, life is grand. However, you will not hear about it at all, as it's one am and I've a class at nine.

Rest assured: I'm going to hate myself once more come January...