I would just like to announce that I am having a nervous breakdown.
70 more pages. Just over a month.
I can't do this.
If anyone needs me, I'll be gibbering quietly to myself in that corner over there.
(On the upside, I found out today that someone awesome bought me a year (!) of paid time for my birthday. Perhaps I shall make a gibbering-quietly-to-myself icon in celebration.)
EDIT: And there it is. A quality use of my time, that was.
70 more pages. Just over a month.
I can't do this.
If anyone needs me, I'll be gibbering quietly to myself in that corner over there.
(On the upside, I found out today that someone awesome bought me a year (!) of paid time for my birthday. Perhaps I shall make a gibbering-quietly-to-myself icon in celebration.)
EDIT: And there it is. A quality use of my time, that was.
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Date: 2003-11-09 07:53 pm (UTC)Mel, you can do it. I bet that there were end of terms when your various term papers totalled to 70ish pages to write. It's not terribly fun I'll admit, but you'll survive. And just think how cool it'll be when you're done!!
As for b-day . . . I will be sending you a present, but it'll probablly arrive a bit late. It'll be something frivolous because I think you need some frivolity right now.
that's all. It's 4am, and I have to be up soon.