How is this even my life????
It's after one in the morning. I've finished editing my blasted paper.
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Now I have to type it up. :/ ARRRRGH. I worked on this all day. And yesterday, And the day before that, etc. etc. etc.
Anyway, here is my little progress chart, because it's late and I'm up all by myself.
1:15am--I begin typing.
1:36am-- A series of gunshots is fired in rapid succession across the street. There are the sounds of tires squealing. I hunker down lower on the couch because, sadly, there are ALWAYS gunshots across the street. Not sure if they're actually firing at anyone, because NO injuries have ever been reported or shown up in the TPD police log. If they are shooting something, then these people have pisspoor aim and will never survive the zombie apocalypse. I'm cool with this, since they scare the hell out of me and they've destroyed my neighborhood.
2:00am-- Intro is all typed. Christ on a cracker.
2:30am-- In the middle of my Petrarch section, I realize I don't know how to add a damn footnote. HOW IS THIS MY LIFE?????
2:37am-- I give the fuck up and go to bed, vowing to get up at 5am so I can get this thing DONE before I have to drag my exhausted ass to class.
And you know I'm tired because I no longer care about sounding like a sailor.
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Now I have to type it up. :/ ARRRRGH. I worked on this all day. And yesterday, And the day before that, etc. etc. etc.
Anyway, here is my little progress chart, because it's late and I'm up all by myself.
1:15am--I begin typing.
1:36am-- A series of gunshots is fired in rapid succession across the street. There are the sounds of tires squealing. I hunker down lower on the couch because, sadly, there are ALWAYS gunshots across the street. Not sure if they're actually firing at anyone, because NO injuries have ever been reported or shown up in the TPD police log. If they are shooting something, then these people have pisspoor aim and will never survive the zombie apocalypse. I'm cool with this, since they scare the hell out of me and they've destroyed my neighborhood.
2:00am-- Intro is all typed. Christ on a cracker.
2:30am-- In the middle of my Petrarch section, I realize I don't know how to add a damn footnote. HOW IS THIS MY LIFE?????
2:37am-- I give the fuck up and go to bed, vowing to get up at 5am so I can get this thing DONE before I have to drag my exhausted ass to class.
And you know I'm tired because I no longer care about sounding like a sailor.