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shoot me, shoot me now.
i have to have my comp lit final written by tomorrow - today! - at 9:00am. and it's going nowhere fast. the worst part is that is has so much potential. this really could go somewhere and somewhere good, ih only i had given it, oh, maybe a good afternoon of research, a couple days worth of thought and time for editing. but no. i was too busy sitting on my ass not doing other work.
so, now i'm going to call in all my favors with god and my aching body and hope to get as near to ten pages of poetry (poetry? are you shitting me?) written by 8:00 at which point i am going to stop and say fuck it.
also, i'm afraid of other things and i think i've been doing the wrong things for too, too long.
i have to have my comp lit final written by tomorrow - today! - at 9:00am. and it's going nowhere fast. the worst part is that is has so much potential. this really could go somewhere and somewhere good, ih only i had given it, oh, maybe a good afternoon of research, a couple days worth of thought and time for editing. but no. i was too busy sitting on my ass not doing other work.
so, now i'm going to call in all my favors with god and my aching body and hope to get as near to ten pages of poetry (poetry? are you shitting me?) written by 8:00 at which point i am going to stop and say fuck it.
also, i'm afraid of other things and i think i've been doing the wrong things for too, too long.