Still pissed, but not nearly as much as I was. I resent knowing how to control my life but not having the means ( Read more... )

1) If you'd like an acknowledgement in my capstone because you've been particularly awesome to me this year as I struggle against the beast, drop me a comment :D Right now it's looking like, "and the Internet: all your names here," which is not terribly sophisticated, but about accurate ( Read more... )

1) I officially have 15,000 words left to write before midnight. Hahaha. Unofficially I have 8,000 words of incoherent, stream-of-consciousness rambling that will more likely than not be added back in for the sake of the word count. The site will also probably spend the whole day crashing. Ugh. I'll probably win this year, but it's not as ( Read more... )

Why doesn't my thesis count for NaNo? ): I have like, 10k there.


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So. Today there was stuff, and stuff, and stuff. All of it important. I didn't actually stop until about 9, after rehearsal. After that, I spent the rest of the evening cleaning and cooking rice for dinner. And possibly watching Friends on Katie's DVD player :O ( Read more... )

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Tomorrow I need to get through class, work, Genderbox, work, law school advising, the API Fair (i.e. work), and the Teach for America app. Also possibly Quizbowl practice. And I really should do a practice GRE. Then I take the GRE on Saturday, and I'm almost free ( Read more... )

Ugh. I am so sore and so tired and so cranky.


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It's ridiculous how much I have to do this week. I am steeling myself for a slow, steady, and painful mental death.

Why, life. Why.


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It's perfect writing weather. It's cool and cloudy and it smells wonderful outside. I want to sit with my computer on my bed and eat cookies and hot chocolate and watch the sporadic rain.

But no. I'm stuck studying cell bio. The fuck, school.