I got up real early (11:00) and studied for my english test. I wouldn't have if I didn't have a bad dream. In my dream, I went to take my test and it was on the Mayor Of Casterbridge, which I didn't really read in the first place and if I did it was over a year ago. We had to write an essay on it. Instead, I wrote an essay on why boys are dumb. The teacher was not impressed. So in real life I got up and reread Antigone and A Doll's House. Everyone should read A Doll's House by some Norwegian person. Henrik Ibsen. That may count as your thing of the day. It starts a little ways down after the introduction.
So I studied. Then I went to the bank. I was so hungry but I went to the bank so my check would go through tonight. Not that I need money, I just felt like it. No, I do need money. Urban Outfitters. Bank.
Then I went to class and took my test. I did fairly well. Antigone, no matter how many times I read it, does not stick with me. Went to class.
Then I didn't go somewhere to do something.
Then I went to burger King. I really wanted pizza hut pizza but burger king is good too. So I went through the drive through and I spilled the soda all over myself. And all over my car.
I went home and cleaned my car. It is not spotless but it is a lot cleaner than it was. Now I must go to work. Goodbye.
That story counted as your thing of the day.