January 16, 2003
Long night of weird fever dreams. I dreamt about philosophy all night. I was sitting in a lecture on John Stuart Mill, which is funny because I don't think I'm studying him this semester, and I've certainly never studied him before. The cats kept climbing on me all night, but apparently I forgot to feed them before falling into bed.
Grar. I don't want to blow all of today off, but the thought of trying to walk around campus and focus on lectures right now makes me miserable. Ironic, isn't it, that I've skipped class with no second thought before, but when I'm actually sick all of a sudden it's a big dilemma. I just hate using my limited absences this early in the semester.
For now though, I think I'm dragging my ass back to bed.Posted by Lisa at January 16, 2003 06:16 AM