from HAHA IT'S FUNNY I'M SCREWED to
OMFSHIZZ I AM SCREWED. You know when you pass that point from haha how funny to haha oh crap I shouldn't have spent all that time laughing instead of writing because haha OOPS O_O yeah sarah, I'm talking to you.
The winter exchange fics are due tomorrow, and whoo, mine is so not ready yet. Having said that, I have two essays due tomorrow, one in anthro (oh god, I hate this class so much why the hell is it required for psych majors because honestly, this is stupid, we don't need to know about evolution, that's what we have bio for) and one in English, and I haven't started those yet either (and oh look, I'm on LJ). I was planning on doing them this weekend to give myself time to work on my exchange fic and knowing me, I totally would have done them, right? lulz, but oh no, I must have done something horrible for life to come bite me in the ass like it did this weekend.
My dog has fleas. We gave him a bath on Saturday, found two fleas, and my housemate promptly freaked the hell out. She is afraid to death of those creepy little bugs, which haven't even bit anyone or anything yet, and so I spent basically the whole weekend cleaning. I vacuumed and did all the laundry for the longest time (our sheets, our blankets, and zomg we have so many), and she is still afraid because what if she brings a flea or flea egg back home to her own dog, right? And this is all my fault because I was stupid enough to bring my own dog here just because I miss the little guy. Needless to say, I had a friend bring him back to San Francisco, and I still miss him. ;_; So major guilt plus major cleaning and major work to do = UNPRODUCTIVE UGH. I think I'm pulling an all nighter since I have to get up at 7 in the morning anyway for 7 straight hours of class wtf I thought this was over in high school.
UGH.
How is everyone else doing?
The winter exchange fics are due tomorrow, and whoo, mine is so not ready yet. Having said that, I have two essays due tomorrow, one in anthro (oh god, I hate this class so much why the hell is it required for psych majors because honestly, this is stupid, we don't need to know about evolution, that's what we have bio for) and one in English, and I haven't started those yet either (and oh look, I'm on LJ). I was planning on doing them this weekend to give myself time to work on my exchange fic and knowing me, I totally would have done them, right? lulz, but oh no, I must have done something horrible for life to come bite me in the ass like it did this weekend.
My dog has fleas. We gave him a bath on Saturday, found two fleas, and my housemate promptly freaked the hell out. She is afraid to death of those creepy little bugs, which haven't even bit anyone or anything yet, and so I spent basically the whole weekend cleaning. I vacuumed and did all the laundry for the longest time (our sheets, our blankets, and zomg we have so many), and she is still afraid because what if she brings a flea or flea egg back home to her own dog, right? And this is all my fault because I was stupid enough to bring my own dog here just because I miss the little guy. Needless to say, I had a friend bring him back to San Francisco, and I still miss him. ;_; So major guilt plus major cleaning and major work to do = UNPRODUCTIVE UGH. I think I'm pulling an all nighter since I have to get up at 7 in the morning anyway for 7 straight hours of class wtf I thought this was over in high school.
UGH.
How is everyone else doing?