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bucket is back with me and i am a very happy mommy. in other news, however, i am so. over. this. quarter. i have this last paper to write due tomorrow, and then an italian test wednesday, and i just have absolutely no desire to do these things. i just want to go be with people i love and family and cats (bucket's coming south with me, and my mom has 2 new kittens) and just chiiell. read books unencumbered by the threat of procrastinating too much. revise that: read books without any idea of procrastination relevant to life at all. not have to say, i love you, virginia woolf, but i have to leave you so as to stressfully create a paper that's way less worth reading than you, because there is a grade in it for me. waste of trees. and brain. grr. and now, my adolescent bitchrant has ended, hopefully purged from me for a while.