I woke up this morning, groggy and not the slightest bit content that winter semester had started. My body went through the motions of getting up, scrambling around my shoebox night table for my glasses, and stumbling down the stairs to a working bathroom. From there, I ended up walking out of the house looking like a furbie. You know, sometimes I wish I was one of those people who woke up at the crack of dawn. I also wish that I could create a cloning machine. From there, I'd clone myself and use clone Alyssa to take photos for me. Or maybe I'd take photos for her. Either way, good bye tripod.