So far my break is going pretty slowly. I have a paper to write before breaks over. I also have a lot of reading to do. I am awake. It is early. I am bored. Bored I am. I've been thinking about Pat. I've been trying not to think about Pat. Or Keith. Or Mike. Or Zach. Or anyone else male. I wonder if Mike is okay. I wonder if he's in Iraq. I wonder if he's scared. I haven't heard from him in months. Hmm. I need to get my mind on other things. Nicer things. Possible things. I am still horribly congested. I need a really big cold pill. A magic cure. This is boring. I am done for now.