Oh, as if I can think of a subject line.
Nov. 7th, 2004 10:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elsajeniFuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Still haven't written any of the paper. Have written about 3 sentences of prewriting, which mostly boils down to, "Iago is dishonest. Othello is trusting."
This is insane. Right now I'm emailing my profs for tomorrow and telling them that there's no way I can come to class, I have the flu, pity me. Then I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow I'll probably be emailing the English prof and trying to work out some way that I can have an extra day on the paper to make up for the fact that my brain feels like it's covered in fur.
I hate trying to sleep when I'm sick, because generally I end up having really freaky-ass dreams. Once I woke up convinced that the Wicked Witch of the West was coming to get me unless I could get some specific number at roulette. Last night's was much more coherent but no less hateful. Ugh.
Is it just me, or do I post more when I have a paper I should be writing? Arrrrrrrgh. Forget it. Goodnight.
This is insane. Right now I'm emailing my profs for tomorrow and telling them that there's no way I can come to class, I have the flu, pity me. Then I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow I'll probably be emailing the English prof and trying to work out some way that I can have an extra day on the paper to make up for the fact that my brain feels like it's covered in fur.
I hate trying to sleep when I'm sick, because generally I end up having really freaky-ass dreams. Once I woke up convinced that the Wicked Witch of the West was coming to get me unless I could get some specific number at roulette. Last night's was much more coherent but no less hateful. Ugh.
Is it just me, or do I post more when I have a paper I should be writing? Arrrrrrrgh. Forget it. Goodnight.
