On homework
So I've got this paper to write. And I've managed to do everything in the past 5 days except write that paper, but all I can think about is how I still don't have a job and how I don't want to be doing this school thing anymore because I'm so close, but so tired of writing papers about dumb stuff that even I can recognize is dumb. And how I can't stop because the gov't is paying for my tuition and it's probably too far through the semester to even drop everything.
And all I can think about is what I'm going to wear tomorrow because it's cold and I'm tired of cold weather, and I put my sweaters and coat away because I hoped it would make the cold weather go away, but it's rained and rained. So I'm probably going to pull out a sweater.
Well, this was full of wine and not enough cheese. Guess my posts haven't changed much in 10 years of using livejournal (GAH, Was I ever 13?)
I'm going to stare at the ceiling for another three hours before which I'll attempt to hammer out a poetry explication because I need to turn it in tomorrow. I'm hoping the pressure will make me actually finish the thing.
Also I miss my cats. (Yes I have 5 "away from home" cats. 3 of them are black: Spike, Annabelle, Bruce, York, Sammy)
And all I can think about is what I'm going to wear tomorrow because it's cold and I'm tired of cold weather, and I put my sweaters and coat away because I hoped it would make the cold weather go away, but it's rained and rained. So I'm probably going to pull out a sweater.
Well, this was full of wine and not enough cheese. Guess my posts haven't changed much in 10 years of using livejournal (GAH, Was I ever 13?)
I'm going to stare at the ceiling for another three hours before which I'll attempt to hammer out a poetry explication because I need to turn it in tomorrow. I'm hoping the pressure will make me actually finish the thing.
Also I miss my cats. (Yes I have 5 "away from home" cats. 3 of them are black: Spike, Annabelle, Bruce, York, Sammy)