Sooooo Catch 22...
WTF. My friend is yelling at me (well, as closet to yelling as you can get online) because - literally - I didn't receive an email she sent. Apparently that means I did no work for our project and I'm not being fair to her. Oh, and even though I'm offering to do all the work tomorrow instead, even though she knows I'm busy with a newspaper we both work on, I'm a fucking bitch.
I fucking hate people sometimes.
On a much much happier note, I'm being three-hole-punched Jim tomorrow for Halloween! Only like two of my friends will get it, but I do not care. It's what you get when you have five minutes to pull together a costume because of college.