I really need to get more sleep. Right now I feel as though somebody grabbed my feet and dragged me out of bed, over the concrete sidewalks that lead to DeMoss (the academic building), up the stairs, and tossed me haphazardly on to the computer chair at which I sit. I'm thinking it's time for some coffee. It's also sad when I think to myself, "I'll come down off the caffiene high around four and then I can just have another cup at dinner so I'll make it through my 6:30-9:30 photography class." Bad, very bad. I do not need caffiene, especially when I'm already dehydrated....