this is really pointless

Today was church.

I'd like to go on a medical mission. Like, I really really want to.

I then went to the library and printed out an obscene amount of pages that will constitute my studying notes for the next three days.

I made cookies. Chocolate chip cookies. The house smells pleasant because of them.

I also made a dinner of sauteed chicken and rice. It was quite filling.

Now, I'm sitting on my couch, with a glass of milk, a cookie, and my notes spread out before me.

I'm procrastinating.

Golf is on the television [on mute].

I injured myself while baking. It was an odd injury.

I should probably stop procrastinating now.