It is now one in the morning. I have a four page paper to write by…later today. So I’m busting a xanga and watching “The Italian Job.” Rock on.
SEE WHAT I MEAN ABOUT MAKING CRAP DECISIONS?
Actually I’m not freaked out about this paper (which is a midterm, by the way) because I’ve already written ten pages so far today — four for the other half of this midterm, and six for an article for work (due tomorrow, of course) — and because I don’t have class until 11:20, and because I am on my professor’s good side and I understand what I’m writing about, and because I already know I have zero homework for Wednesday so I can theoretically pull an all nighter tonight and sleep for sixteen hours tomorrow night. I may suck at life, but sometimes I truly rock at college.