Maybe I should have gone with booze instead of coffee
Okay, brain. This is what's going to happen: we're going to stop wringing our hands and insisting that this paper is the stupidest thing ever to dumb, and we're going to fucking WRITE IT ALREADY. And you, uterus, can pipe down and stop with the cranky making. IS NOT HELPFUL.
(I'd like to say I don't know how I've psyched myself out of writing five fricking pages, but I totally do and its name is PUBLIC SPEAKING.)
(I'd like to say I don't know how I've psyched myself out of writing five fricking pages, but I totally do and its name is PUBLIC SPEAKING.)