Oct 17, 2005 07:25
so, like at this current moment, RIGHT NOW, i am sitting in a chair in my professor's office for beginning fiction writing. he's reading my work.
omg.
he sighed...a tired sigh. oh no.
oh god, oh god, oh god.
i was late for the meeting.
i went to bed at 4:30ish am trying to finish this monsterous story that's killing me.
he called and said, "Donald, this is Mr. Hellenga"
"OH! HI! I'm on my way!"
washed my anus over the sink, then my face, and arms and then i put on deodorant (in that order).
oh, he's laughing!
i'm out of clothes.
i'm good on cigarettes.
fuck, i'm tired.
tried to stock up on supplies for an all-nighter: didn't work out.
i still have to fucking read socrates.