Thursday, March 23, 2006
Sane. Kind of.
In the state of mind I was in at midnight last night, I did the only thing that would have saved me from myself: I went to bed. Which turned out to be a good idea because at that point, I was utterly useless to myself. A Mess. There's no other word for it.
Now, at 5am, I'm pretty refreshed, I've got a clearer head, the world looks much less bleak, and I no longer feel like I'm the last person on Earth. Good call Stef. Time to get cracking to bust out this thing. It's due in 12 hours. I need another 8 pages I think.
Now, at 5am, I'm pretty refreshed, I've got a clearer head, the world looks much less bleak, and I no longer feel like I'm the last person on Earth. Good call Stef. Time to get cracking to bust out this thing. It's due in 12 hours. I need another 8 pages I think.
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