That's a Norah Jones song which began piping out of my headphones right as I finished reading my Torts assignment for tomorrow: Six p.m., three long classes today and two and a half hours spent on my memo. Another hour and a half on Torts, and the long day is over.
Except that now I get to go home and clean, do laundry and prepare for the Arrival of the Matriarch. Oh yeah, and maybe I should eat something. I had an apple today for breakfast, and found a beat-up old orange in the bottom of my locker for lunch. So I'm home for homemade Pad Thai, a little t.v. and a lot of domesticity.
Goodnight, cruel world.