Early morning.

You might think that after almost three months of getting up at 6:30am, I might ACTUALLY get used to waking up at that time.  In fact, not only have I avoided getting "used" to this form of torture, I think I am regressing, as I now find myself unable to stay awake until I got to class and doing dumb shit like locking bunny's keys in her car.

I'm a fucking genius.

And I really don't like making the day of the nicest woman in the world any harder.

Class is over, I have to pee. More to come.