I am up writing an paper for my financial management class. I tried working downstairs at a desk, but my bed is a lot more comfortable, not to mention more spacious, which is handy for all these documents I’ve got spread out.
If it weren’t for espresso and cigarettes, I probably would have given up by now. As interesting as I find pension plans to be (sometimes), municipal pensions are a ridiculously boring subject. And it’s even worse that this assignment is just factual regurgitation. Were it theoretical (i.e., actually testing my knowledge of the material), I would be done by now, but, as things stand, I still have a bunch of numbers to look up.
Time for more coffee and another cigarette, outside where it’s humid and cooling and feels like it’s going to rain. I feel about the same way.