Much Deprived

There are few luxuries greater than stepping out of the cold into a warm house, and climbing into a toasty bed. In a superhuman feat of will, I crawled out five minutes later to rush to class, only to discover I had the time half an hour earlier than it actually was.
So here I am, blogging with you guys when I could be snug in bed surrounded by stuff dreams are made of.
It's not all bad.

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