Nov 07, 2007 19:03
As a friend of mine said the other day "It starts with fuck you, you're drunk. What's not to love?" Hawksley Workman is so classy.
Oh man. I am on a Canadian music kick. I need more of it.
Anyway, my essay is terrible. Pretty sure I need to restructure my thesis. Pretty sure my paragraphs don't really go together. Pretty sure it suuuuuucks. Pretty sure I don't even care. I've been on campus mostly working on it all day. Wow, actually, I've been doing pretty well work-ethic-wise. But that doesn't necessarily mean it will be a good essay. Sometimes my essays just flow. Sometimes they work. This is not really one of those times.
Have to type it up, fix it, throw some crap in to link my paragraphs together, and write a conclusion. It will be a sub-par essay but I didn't get my ass in gear soon enough. BUT it is not 1 am when I am writing this. I am doing better than usual in it only being like 7pm.
Yeah, I'm just here procrastiposting. And I really have to pee.