I pushed my flight back for the third time: now I'm arriving home close to midnight on Friday night.
My brain is completely fried. I feel like a body bag full of jello. I'm working on the last of my academic endeavors--a 12 page paper on Hauerwas and Mouffe--and honestly, it's not even that grand of an undertaking. BUT I've just trudged through a presentation on Thursday, a final on Friday, a research paper on Monday, a final on Tuesday, a final on Wednesday (today), and this paper, due tomorrow, is the last hurdle, and therefore, it's the greatest hurdle. In the two weeks before this, I had three other papers due. All I really wanna do is pack. Or drink tea. Or drink until my lips are numb and roll into my dirty sheets (which haven't been washed for three weeks).
I'm tired.
the blogger
- sparkling
- Providence, Rhode Island, United States
- Honesty, the non-ability to lie, lack of tact--whatever you want to call it--has always been my most recognizable flaw.
17 December 2008
ich bin wieder da
posted by sparkling at 5:23 PM
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I don't think I washed my sheets once this semester.
Email me so we can figure out if the going to Germany early to see me thing might work, too.
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