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May 30, 2010 00:38

 Aaaaaaaagh why can't I make myself do my essay? And why do I still have a cold?

I woke up this morning afternoon to a friendly note from my housemate, basically bitching me out for the job I did cleaning the bathroom A WEEK AND A HALF AGO, as well as more generalised complaints about the state of the flat which weren't aimed entirely at me. She said she didn't want to argue about it which was why she didn't mention it before. So instead she waited a week and a half, then wrote a passive aggressive note about it right before going away for the weekend? Classy. We are going to have a little chat when she gets back about how adults deal with their problems, I think. No seriously, I'm going to be nice about it, but I do not put up with little notes. AND I JUST TOUCHED MY EYE AND I STILL HAD VICKS VAPORUB RESIDUE ON MY FINGER. NOOOOOO.

Anyway I've decided I have to have done at least 2000 words of the essay before I'm allowed to sleep tonight. It'll be just like in Carve Her Name With Pride.

lunatics, moaning, stressed, university

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