R.I.P. Emily Dickinson

Dec 05, 2005 09:50

yes, that's right folks. i am done with my final paper for my american poetry class. ::takes a bow::

in my right hand, i have ten pages of beautifully crafted prose with a dash of BS. or maybe its the other way around. at this point, i don't care. i am one happy kate. no more poetry. and we all know what this means....

BRING ON THE TEQUILA!

disclaimer: i will be intoxicated for the majority of the week. please don't ask me to do anything too strenous.

i would also like to thank the following people who put up with me during my own personal hell: everyone's favorite law student, the rising star of healthworks gym who let me cry on her shoulder last night, the country of mexico for producing that wonderful beverage that i like to drink, the understanding and considerate boys of the house in brighton who allowed me to hide from the world for a couple of days (they also provided food and whiskey for me too), and my supportive family who didn't roll their eyes at me as i read pieces of my paper to them (actually, they totally did, but they listened anyways). i love you all.
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