Sundays suck. First, I get to recollect on what I did this weekend - nothing. Then I get to make a list of things I have to do for monday. After that, I get really pissed at the amount of work I haven't done. But first, I write my film review for monday's paper. They moved the clocks back an hour, but I just ended up going to sleep an hour later. My room is a mess and I want to clean it up, but first I'd like to write the review, and after that, I know I won't be in the mood to clean my room. Eh... I really want to see a good concert, too bad nothing exciting has played at Madison yet. I've got a huge pile of papers on my desk that I need to make "Seder" of, but of course, I am way too lazy to do that. Maybe I will make today a really good work day. I've got a shitload of german homework to do. And more...Well anyway, I can't think of anything to post, I am going to wash my face and then have some breakfast.