Three cups of orange juice, two mugs of oatmeal, one mug tea in the last two hours. Developing headache. Studying for calc is not going well. 

This is pretty sketchy weirdass tea. There is no English on the label. I think it's all in Spanish. It also says "con salvia (herba verbenacea)". It's not the salvia that people smoke, exactly, but kind of disconcerting that I've been drinking it all semester. But it is rather good. Light, fragrant, bit of a salty, spicy aftertaste that lingers. 

One of the two dudes in the apartment sheds more pubes than I would have thought humanly possible. 

If I were ever to time travel back (fic, nc-17) and visit myself when I am now, there would be significant difficulty in thinking of something to prove my own identity to myself. I certainly can't think of any passphrases or knowledge that only I would be privy to. Most things - you could get it from persuasively interviewing the right people, picking up a few files on my hard drive, etc. Suppose that's the downside of documenting everything thoroughly, whether via electronic, paper, or bioelectrochemical means. 

Need fountain pen ink soon again. Can't buy it in Waterloo. Need to wait until next Monday, then drop by Laywines and get a bottle of Watermans, somehow. 

This is a short post but I really need to study and my head is pounding.