inaction

half of these were filled with cheddar. the best wurst. my day has been nothing but sleep and sleepy words. waiting to hear on two big things (futures, fates--isn't that vague and dramatic? okay, okay: one is of university matters the other of employment) and they are sure taking their damned time. Leah made the last of the bratwursts for late lunch, early dinner. whatever. a terrible shame i haven't left these clothes. soon, though, i will shower and go tutor for a bit. but for now i just want to go back to sleep. again. and again.