just another manic monday

the cold metal of the desk presses into the padding of my almost squeaky clean feet; my tevas abandoned in a pile on the floor as I lounge out in the seat in front of me in Math Perspectives. a mug of freshly brewed coffee is in a perpetual embrace with my left hand as I secretly flip the new pages of Urbanclimber underneath my notebook. my jeans are cuffed just enough to expose the daisy chain ankle bracelet and my t-shirt clings slightly to my back, not with sweat but with just enough heat to know that spring is springing. don't be fooled by my stellar knit hat (borrowed from Kelco) -- that is not for warmth, just for bed-head.

I solved an equation by myself today. winning.

go solve something, 

rach