I'm looking at my syllabi for my classes. I have about 8 of each class left before I'm done with this section of my life. That's four weeks. Spring Break is over, which is terrible. I'm looking at the papers that have page numbers and assignment's due dates, and I'm realizing a lot of these things were crafted to be worked on during the break. That is absolutely diabolical.

They KNEW better. They knew I wasn't going to work. Also, I think I may be sick. Which is so lame.

I'm listening to a mashup of Golddigger and Beethoven's 5th, which is less lame.

To Do List
read 105 pages of Clinch's Finn
read Singer's Utilitarian approach to world hunger (again? probably not).
8 Page paper analyzing theory of McCuller's plays vs. her novels.
figure out what the hell is going on in critical thinking.
shower, shave, and feel less shitty so i can go to work.