my philosophy book on spinoza is *gone.* I have absolutely no idea where it could be, and I searched for it everywhere. So I guess that means shelling out some more $ on it, simply so I don't fail the test that the teacher has scheduled for... get this...4/20. I kid you not. I think perhaps the professor is bitterly thwarted in his substance-use-efforts, as evidenced by his scheduling his 2nd exam for the day after St. Paddy's (when 99% of the Marquette population, excepting myself, is suffering from a most ill humour due to the vapours of alcohol consumed the previous night) and now scheduling his 3rd exam for the day on which the "Sweet Jamaican Vapours" are traditionally appreciated. 'Tis most strange.
I hope I am not losing it completely. I haven't gotten a decent night's sleep since BF has gone. Basically I toss & turn all night, miserably, missing BF. Thank goodness I haven't had any nightmares, though, because without BF to go "MMMRRRmmphhh" in a comforting way and hug me when I wake up in a cold sweat at 1:30 AM, I don't know what I would do. I think that tonight I might take an "E-Z Sleep" type-pill to aid in my nocturnal problem.
I am sad to hear, from my Dad (*whom I am meeting for lunch today) that my younger sister is facing much pain due to her wisdom teeth being removed. I don't know if it's just the ineptitude of the orthodontic surgeons here (my older sister had a wisdom-tooth-fiasco in which the oral surgeon left a huge wad of cotton inside her sewed-up gums, and she had to insist that he remove it because he kept on denying that there was anything in her gums at all, and she was on the verge of blood poisoning) or the recalcitrant teeth that run in my family. I hope she feels better soon.
On a pettier note: my Dad is bringing me my tax rebate check, and I hope it is big! Since I'm going to end up re-buying my damn spinoza book, blast it.