I’m not above that

I talk when I read silently. I talk in my head. I’ll be reading on one level of my brain and at the same time I’ll be thinking about a social situation or working out a solution to world hunger on another level. No I don’t want to cure world hunger. I don’t remember what I read and it’s annoying. People should starve. If I was starving, I’d eat. I met with a professor today. He was very informal. Not only in person but over email.

I don’t think he’ll get the text message he was waiting for. Was he waiting for a text message? I don’t think he was. Then again I didn’t ask so I can’t say either way. I would not be a good person to ask in regards to whether he was waiting for a text or not.

Someone is complaining about the music being too loud. You’re welcome. You’re in college, you should be studying anyways. Playing my music loud enough to piss of the neighbors; I’m not above that.

Seriously though, I talk when I read silently. I need something to suppress my thoughts. A doctor’s appointment will be scheduled.

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