the worser, the worst

Last week I fell into a frenzy of self-improvements. Not a second of my time was to be wasted–I saw a pre-med advisor, I finished 3 books, I practiced singing, I read the news, I browsed for next semester’s courses, I planned the next 4 years of my life for the 17th time. This week I am already burnt out. I can’t bring myself to pick up Lolita, which I started after the 3rd book, yesterday I walked out of lecture negative 3 minutes into the class and watched a movie instead. The novelty of relaxation and solitude has worn off.

Why does this website bid my username “howdy”?