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i'm not getting more sick or less sick, just staying sick, and I'm sick of being sick. sick sick sick, how many times can i use that word?

tomorrow's lookin' good, 40-minute friday in polisci and nothing to read for it, and a presentation in Revolt so blaaaaaaaar, but i'll live, especially since i get an extra hour between classes to work. and then my mother's coming up for shopping and Art Hop, and then HOME. probably until way too early Monday morning. chyeah. should be awesome.

so, things i need to do today:
-writing center meeting in 15-ish minutes
-call Harley
-scene shop 1-6, it's Magical Problem Solving time (because taking circuit #3 completely apart sadly did not help, and i have NOWHERE ELSE to plug that spot in... at all...)
-verk verk verk
-walgreens? need to buy water.
-sleep?

cough hack death. this suuuuuuucks.

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well uh. i feel like aaaaaaabsolute shit.

and of course it's the one weekend i can come home. of course it is.