Time to get down to the knuckle and do homework, and what do I do? I do everything else possible to ignore it. It isn't that I don't like homework, okay really I do, but I don't. This class in particular happens to be interesting. Intro to Literature with a slight ethics and cultural twist. I get to learn many things via literature about other cultures. My homework assignment is an exam of sorts, and read the next book before Monday. I read The House on Mango Street in a couple hours after our first day after class, and next book is poems, so I will do that, sometime before Monday. Now for our weekly exam I must write a essay of any length on ze book, and relate 2 vignette themes to a larger theme in the book. Not hard. I still don't want to do it. It's effort. Through all this I have learned what... I like to procrastinate with the best of them.

I will do my homework tomorrow maybe.

Right now, I want to clean the house before I keel over with more coughing and my brain running out of my nose. On second breathe I will do that tomorrow too. I are worm.