So ready for Spring Break.

[cakemage]

Am sick, crampy, exhausted, depressed, and as far as my photo class goes, pretty much fucked. On Saturday, when my photo partner and I met up to take our required two rolls' worth of portraits of each other, my camera threw a hissy fit and died after the third one, because it can't just let me know the battery's dying like a normal camera. I didn't have time to replace the battery until today. I also discovered that the pinhole photographs that I'm required to make prints of (and was planning to do on Sunday after the show) have disappeared from my portfolio without a trace. I've looked high and low, both here and at the school, with no luck. They are due on Thursday. I'm fucked.

At least Learned Ladies is going well. I have a lot of fun hanging out backstage and just being a part of the whole process, but it's very draining, both emotionally and physically. Today was the first day I had any real time to myself since last Monday, which was a relief. I caught up on sleep and finally watched the season finale of Leverage. ♥ Want summer to be here now, please. Also want Tara to come back permanently and share weirdass dialogue with Parker. And for Sterling to die in a fire. That's not too much to ask, is it?

Pill-time now. My back, legs and wretched traitor uterus are hurting like motherfuckers. Where's the party healer when you need him/her?