Knock knock. Who's there? I eat mop.

I woke up at 4:10 in the afternoon today. I didn't go to sleep particularly late. Maybe midnight. So I got about... sixteen hours of sleep? Not bad. I woke up because I heard my step dad and step brother coming home. I thought they might have been leaving and that it was only seven or eight. Then I heard them get the mail, and I knew. Damn. I slept a long ass time.

I got a book in the mail: new geography of poets. I got a rejection letter from riprap. Figures. I have a lot of reading and homework to do, and I just don't feel like doing it. Ah, but I will. I must. Right?