procrastination.

so it's 11.21pm on a monday evening and after a LONG day of theory at northwestern, i am home watching a roseanne marathon and attempting to finish grading my freshmen's research papers. abbey was sleeping comfortably by my side until about 5 minutes ago when a truck came barrelling down our street.

i am bored.

and so, in the hopes of keeping myself amused, i am posting a dated photo of my feet.

why? i have no idea.