It's a sign of how far gone I am. I walked to class today, through the half foot of snow that fell last night, only to realize when I got there that I had left my backpack at my apartment. Now that could happen to anyone at some point, but the real sad part is that I thought about things in my bag on two seperate occasions on the walk over to tech. First I thought about my mat sci notebook, and whether or not it was still in my bag. In my head I thought about what I had taken out the night before, and realized that I hadn't touched it and that it was still in there. The second time I thought about getting a ruler out of it to measure just how much snow had fallen on one of the cars that was parked overnight on the streets, but then decided I was late enough for class as it was and I could do it on the way back. Then I got to class, and went to get stuff out of my bag only to realize it wasn't there. So yea then I just came home, and am going to get all the work done that I can before I have to go to lab at 2.
10:43 AM
