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Hey self. You know what's usually a good idea before what you know is a day that will end in an all-nighter?

SLEEPING.

I know, crazy, right?

....yeah. I got sucked into hanging out with people until like 4:30 AM. Which was bad. Fun, but bad. I wasn't even really that drunk, so it can just be chalked up to plain ol' regular stupid.

On the plus side, I think I did reasonably well at actually making myself get up this morning. Plan: campus (library or Hub) for JSTOR + reading + notes?, class, more JSTOR/reading/notes, home, dinner, laundry + paper-writing all night. I miss K's library, though, for writing purposes, and I miss having a fucking living room or even a communal lounge. Hopefully I can find an outlet in the laundry room or I think I'm kind of fucked... I can't concentrate in my room.

okay, lunch and then gone.

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... wow, am I ever fucked on this one. Current paper status: not talking about it.

I can do this. It may not involve the sleep I really, really need right now. But I can do this. I am a good writer. I am a really good writer, when it comes down to writing under pressure. I am not trying to brag, I am trying to make myself feel better, but there is actual evidence for the fact that yes, I AM a pretty damned good writer. And I can do this. And really with my schedule, it works out well -- I have lecture at 11 tomorrow, so the goal is to be done by then, and then I have an hour and I can proofread in that hour, and then I have tutorial, and it's due an hour after that, in which time I can print it and hand it in. Or, worst-case scenario, I finish writing in the gap, do a quick proofread in the hour I hand it in. Either way. I can do this.

Really.

I swear.


...ohgod.