I don't know who you are, but I would have ten thousand of your babies

[mayhap]

The nice guy whose computer I grabbed, and insisted I was not getting off until I printed my damn paper, who was probably just trying to avoid me since I was obviously about to have a nervous breakdown: Thank you, wherever you got to. Even though my paper never actually deigned to print and I had to run off and try the Gallatin computer lab, thank you.

I mean, at the Gallatin computer lab, I had this utter tart who was sitting there and reading the entertainment headlines on IMDb and would not let me print, so. No love.

So, yeah. I may yet have that nervous breakdown, but that paper is handed in.

Comments

[handynavi.livejournal.com]

I feel your stress. I don’t want to write my report this weekend! At least I should actually have enough time to do it without lost of sleep.

[mayhap]

Yeah, don't even think about waiting until the last minute so you can get me to do it for you, because I won't. :D

[handynavi.livejournal.com]

Lol, well, I'm thinking about having a saturday morning deadline night, so that the pain of fatigue will start being a great motivator well in advance. Actually, I was thinking about not going to sleep tonight to finish reading the book all at once but my brain already feels screwy and I don't want to fuck it up more before I even start typing. Plus I would probably end up going to bed anyway, much later and sleep through my last chance to ask my professor questions tomorrow at 11AM.