Updating from school. Man, am I glad no students are coming in this morning. My head is...throbbing. My alarm clock rung like death. If we were at sea, I would've sobered up faster, but the bad weather here just makes it hurt worse...
Haven't had a hangover in years. Ugh. I hate being landlocked. In a ship, you're stuck in the middle of the ocean, and if something, anything goes wrong, you'll end up at the bottom of the ocean. As vulnerable as that might sound, I feel somehow weaker for the lack of nautical living. Maybe it's because here, I don't have anything to fight for; I don't have any way to struggle. It's the same way I felt in my stint as a regent -- without having anything to quest for, I start to lose my strength.
I think I'm gonna start working out to make up for it. I should get an activity partner or something. That dating service might be promising.
Maybe that mandatory date thing will prove useful. Who is this 'Vahn' person anyway? I oughta contact them. Or you contact me! A four hour date can't be horrible.
Until then, I'll have lots of water and avoid loud noises.