I just now realized that it got to be ten o’clock when I wasn’t looking, and I have to get up in less than eight hours. Bah. I am a person who needs a lot of sleep, and eight hours is the bare minimum I need to feel rested. I guess it will be another long week.

I’m feeling rather out of sorts today, for no particular reason. I’m just “not in the mood” for anything, it seems. I’ve spent much of the weekend working on the two projects I’ll be presenting in my Swedish class on Wednesday, and as of now I’m not feeling especially well-prepared. I imagine I won’t have much time to speak anyway, as I will be presenting alongside a girl from my class who just loooooves to hear the sound of her own voice. Maybe that will be a blessing in disguise for once.