Today I can do something I have not been able to do for a couple of days: knit. I like knitting. I do not like when my knitting gets all fucked up and I have to rip it out and pretend like it never happened. Whatever. I really like socks. Hand-knit socks. Socks are great. So, yeah, that's nice. I get to come just a small amount closer to having another pair of socks.
Anyway, so, yeah, I got that paper finished with minimal crying, and I got my Calculus test done with minimal slapping of my own face (to keep myself awake!). Although I'm a little upset about the quality of my essay (oh god it's awful), I'm enthusiastic about the Calculus test. As I told Kristina earlier, if I get less than a 90, I'm going to be fucking outraged, because I did GREAT.
So, yeah, time to bring my word count up to approximately the right place for today, since I don't have any homework to get done today. Or maybe actually I'm going to watch an episode of House and knit a few rows of sock. I think I'm going with the second one, because I want my sock to get closer to completion and am totally burned out on writing from last night.
I've had 3 hours of sleep, and I accidentally missed a class this afternoon because I did not wake up for any of my three alarms. Ugh. That class takes attendance, too. But it's okay because I otherwise am doing great in the class.
Did I mention to anyone that I'm planning on trying to make a quilt over winter break? It sounds a little crazy, but that's just because I'm a little crazy. I don't really know why I'm mentioning it now, except that, uhhh... I don't know. I swear there was a thought process here.
Deja vu!
I'm hungry. George needs to get his ass out of his stupid late class. Fuuuck.
The chances of me leaving this class to go to dinner with you: Less than 3%. The chance of my stomach eating through my chest and going to dinner with you: 40%.
ReplyDeleteI fucking hate meeting with my group on Thursday. FFFFFUUUUUUUU