Good morning!

So, I wake up, hit the snooze button, and then I wake up (permanently) at 06:00 (which was not good since I had to leave at 06:30 with my roommate [we'll call him "Rose"]). I realize I don't have enough time to take a shower, so I sit up, reach towards the coffee table (I slept on the couch last night), took a hit off the pipe, and got up to get dressed. However, sadness strikes... The clothes that I put in the dryer the other night (yes, they were still in the dryer) were not only not completely dry, but still noticeably damp. "Well fuck." I start the dryer again and put on the first thing I can find.

I got to the Beaverton Transit Center around 06:45 and have been here since. I don't have money to pass time in a Starbucks or McDonald's or anything. So I'm just sitting here, with Google Maps telling me that I don't have to leave until 09:03 and nothing to do, aside from my music, my phone, and my 3DS. I let folks know my situation in hopes that I find somewhere to go until then. I've also considered getting on the next train and sitting at Pioneer Square for a bit. I have to do something. I would like to point out that I do not currently feel as anxious or panicked like I felt last night, but I'm still uneasy about what could happen. I'm not saying I don't deserve to have the book thrown at me, but since I've been legitimately ill, I beg for mercy.

In the meantime, I'll be here... Trying to make plans. Maybe later I can manage to actually get laid? XD