Rund down
I seriously almost injured myself at work today. It is the first day I have actually worked more than just four hours in a row since the autrociousness of last semester, and I almost died. I kept falling asleep, and in general the day just kept dragging on. Now i have all these things to do, and all I really want to do is take a nap. At least I only have one more infernal poem to write, thank the lord. The latest one is called writers block. Its the only one I actually liked. Oh, and I went by the stitch and bitch today, its a knitting club, where people stitch (knit) and bitch. Guess which part I am looking forward to. Today it was cancelled though. Just as well, I have way too much work to do to actually have any sort of happiness in my life at the moment. Speaking of which, I feel myself smiling, thats too much happiness for me. I besta start that poem and "executive memo", goodness I hate russia and its stupid stalin.