I went to the library today, drank some coffee, and made up some numbers, not particullarly in that order. I slept in, and forgot my phone, which wasn't as nice as it usually is. I sort of love not having my phone, it makes me feel free, but it was inconvenient today. It took me three tries to remember my mother's number.
I am getting seriously obsessed with Nikola Tesla. Nikola Tesla, Nikola Tesla, Nikola Tesla, I wrote his name maybe fifty times looping around my wrist in math today. Emma jabs at me when I say Nikola Tesla now, but I may have asked her too. I don't remember.
That's a type of conditioning.
We really should have just done our psych project on each other, it would have been ever so much more itneresting.
You know, Nikola Tesla probably had OCD? We don't know, because he's from a long time ago, but the internet makes it sound like a reasonable diagnoses.
I checked out a bigraphy on him at the library today, but I don't know if I'll read it, maybe, probably.
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