All I want to do is get this essay done, yet instead I find myself staring off in space. Not good. All I have to do is write 500 to 750 words. Not so bad. In fact I just wrote 320 before deciding that maybe I should change my topic. I wish I had something thrilling to write about today other than my own boredom, but nothing all that exciting happened. Nor do I have anything to review or bitch about. Meh, I guess I can't complain.