A fly on the wall

I noticed this squashed fly on the bathroom counter. It looked kind of like a prehistoric artifact trapped in the faux-stone counter top.

Today was alright; philosophy of environment was canceled because the professor had a cold. (When I have a cold I can make it to class, but I guess I don't need to teach it)

Its back to being all kinds of cold and rainy, oh well. Nothing very very good or very very bad lasts for very very long.

I'm finding myself having a lot of work, but also a lot of time in which to do said work. So all I need to do is get the motivation to sit down and read or write or conjugate verbs or whatever. Easier said than done.