God I feel like a wanker. I really need to do some work. Weirdly, I don't care. You know when something's important, and really needs attending to but it's a billion times easier to just not do it? Apparently character is definable as what you do when nobody's looking. In which case, then, the essence of my being is to sleep all day and then eat some pizza.

And I feel old. I'm twenty-one! That's nothing! It dawned on me today that I'll never have another summer holiday. I responded to this realisation with a black Russian, and resolved that I'd have to go to grad school in order to have another couple of summers and fulfil my quest to live in the 'Wonder Years'.