In which present-me despairs of past-me and his idle ways

Why am I in classic mode?

Because despite having three days to plan out my whole week of Spanish lessons, I found myself at 10 p.m. with diddly squat nothing done. At this point, spending time being disappointed in myself just feels like throwing good minutes after bad. I pulled it out, I think, though only through tomorrow. As long as I can get up by five, then I'll have time to get ready, make the drive, and print out the copies I need before others get to the copy machines first. I tell you this because I want to step outside myself just for a minute before diving back into the week's work. With any luck, I'll heed the Salutation of the Dawn tomorrow and make the best of a classic R life situation. The question of why will have to wait.