nonproblematically

(from January 18th)

After overhearing my roommates speaking of paying for wi-fi in our room, I decided to chip in.

What?

You try venturing to the nearest coffee shop in order to check your e-mail. It's painful and unnecessary.
Plus, the quality of it is horrible anyway. I mean, as of now, I can't even connect to it. Which, again, leaves me to find something productive to do.
Actually, I finished a book today, something totally worth noting since I hardly read as much as I like to (unless you count the various things I read on the internet).
It was a splendid book, in fact. I've about three more books that I brought with me until I have to search for new material to read.
I'm always anxious when I search for books. I really can't just... (there's no way I could avoid using this phrase) ... judge a book by its cover.
Plus, I have commitment issues. If I buy a book, I feel as though I'm bound to it and I must read it in its entirety. Additionally, I'm just... too lazy to turn around and return a book.
Libraries? Eh, a bit of a germ factor there. I mean, I dunno WHO has touched those books before I have.

You know what feeling I enjoy?
That exhaustion after a long day of work. Because there's nothing else you really want to do but sleep. And when you finally get to sleep, it's possibly the most magical and wonderful sensation in the world.
You don't have to struggle because you've depleted your energy stores and once you find yourself cradled in sheets with a pillow beneath your head and your gaze falls onto the back of your eyelids and it's the end of your day.
Good night.
Buenos noches.
Bonne nuit.
Oyasumi nasai.
Done.
I like that.