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bitchy_merlinaslkdfal;s I hate this part of the day, when my second coffee has worn off and I would give an arm and a leg to be able to go to sleep right now, but I can't, because midterms are going to fucking murder me next week, and just. So much DO NOT WANT. ://////////////////////////// JE SUIS UNAMUSED RN.
On the bright side, I treated myself to a riser for lunch today and it was absolutely fucking delicious. The coffee was vile, though. Arrgh, I want midterms to be over so I can properly freak out about being homeless and unemployed! Rage! Angst! FEAR MY HORMONES for they are persistent assholes! (Fffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.)
...and they say grad school is worse than this. Urge to hide under bed forever rising.
On the bright side, I treated myself to a riser for lunch today and it was absolutely fucking delicious. The coffee was vile, though. Arrgh, I want midterms to be over so I can properly freak out about being homeless and unemployed! Rage! Angst! FEAR MY HORMONES for they are persistent assholes! (Fffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.)
...and they say grad school is worse than this. Urge to hide under bed forever rising.
