Various attempts

Because due dates are fast approaching, not to mention exam dates, I've tried to put in a concerted effort to be more productive in my off time, instead of doing things like endlessly reorganizing my stationary drawer and shredding junk mail (suprisingly, one of the most emotionally satisfying things you can do!). With that in mind, I'm currently at the undergrad library on campus in the basement. A brief recap of my evening thus far:

—7:30 p.m.: depart apartment. Forget to bring travel mug, so return to apartment and then depart once more.
—7:35: stop at 7-Eleven for coffee, gummy worms, and Twizzlers. The clerk compliments me on my travel mug, engages in a brief discussion about how he has a similar cup that isn't insulated, asks me if I am a student at Notre Dame, and then rings me up.
—7:40ish: arrive at school parking lot. Park. Enter library and descend the steps to the basement, where I successfully find an open table with an outlet. SCORE.
—7:43: commence studying. Some people, such as L., find it hilarious that it takes me 3 minutes to unload all my stuff and longer to pack it all back up. Hey, I just have a lot of stuff.
—8:21: shoulder cramp! Shoulder cramp! I perform various contortions to try and stretch it out. I think the guy across from me is worried that I'm spasming or something. Over the next half hour I will study in many different positions in an attempt to ease the cramping—not very successfully.
—9:15: J swings by for a visit, takes a couple of Twizzlers, and departs for the land of fed tax unknown.

It's now quarter to ten and I have been surprisingly productive. Although I might have just destroyed all that work by taking four minutes to write this post. Defeated!