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Sometimes I get to a point where I just can't think any longer. Three hours into studying (well, almost 3), I got there.

I've been invited to do a crossword puzzle and just can't muster up the energy to join in. For one, I'm terrible at crossword puzzles and this would just be a really good way to ruin the false sense of confidence I just got from studying. And two, I have a terrible headache from thinking too much. Or maybe it was the chocolate chips. Both hold equal potential.

Now all I really want to do is read. Curl up in my bed--it's soft now that I bought a mattress pad (The fact that I got the pad at a discounted price because I just asked to get a discount--one of my brightest moments, I'll say--somehow makes it that much softer)--and read. I'm reading this great book. It's nothing philosophical or academic. It's not intelligent or difficult to understand. But, it's hilarious. Sometimes I feel stupid for not being able to read or like challenging books (you know, the classics). I tried to read The Adventures of Augie March by Saul Bellow this summer and didn't get past the first 30 pages. I felt terrible. I hated having to admit to the person who recommended it to me that I just couldn't do it. I think if I associated with people who weren't so damn smart I wouldn't care. But I do. So, I do. I know, lame excuse. But, that's okay. It's my lame excuse.

Anyway, the book I'm reading now makes me actually laugh out loud. Have you ever read a book that makes you laugh? Out loud? If not, I highly recommend it. It's probably one of the most amazing things--reading something and laughing. Out loud. I sometimes read these really funny passages and I just have the urge to share them with the people around me. But then I do and no one laughs. And that sort of takes away the comedic moment. So I tell myself that I shouldn't try and share the funny parts with the people around me. But then I get to a really funny part and laugh out loud and just repeat the embarrassing addiction of having to share the part again. Sometimes I just can't hold it all in. Usually, I am quickly reminded that I must try anyway.