Now I only have 146 hours until I get to go home for at least 8 blissful days of pure and absolute laziness. I think I'll start by staring at the ceiling for a little while, just cause I can. Then I 'll watch the TV for hours on end, again just cause I can, and my days will pass in this type of fashion until I get bored and have to do something moderately productive. Except some of my proffs may assign a ridiculous amount of reading, because they don't believe in March break, they believe its called reading week. Whatever, they're obviously confused. So reading may be part of the break ( a very small part). Tonight Shannon and I are going to go out, we haven't decided where, but we're going out. She's working on a 10 page essay at the moment, but a person can't work productively after 10pm, so then we can start to have fun.