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Oct. 21st, 2002 02:19 amI seem to be slowly becoming part of the underground up-all-night fishbowl community. I can't decide if that's really cool or really sad. Apparently there's even an e-mail list that I'll probably end up on eventually.
Sigh. 2:11 AM. A page and 2 lines written of a 5-7 page paper due in almost exactly 12 hours.
One of these days I'm gonna end up pushing myself too far. In the meantime, though, it's kinda fun. I've started getting this perverse rush from finding out just how late I can stay awake and remain coherent.
By the way: during my break at the library today, I ate the most phallic-looking chocolate covered banana you can possibly imagine. I was actually embarrassed to be seen eating it-- I felt like I should be hiding in a dark closet or something.
On that note, I'm off to write. Or, more likely, screw around some more.
(It's now 2:49, I've gone on a quest for caffeine but have written no more, and LJ still won't let me post this entry. Blast.)
Sigh. 2:11 AM. A page and 2 lines written of a 5-7 page paper due in almost exactly 12 hours.
One of these days I'm gonna end up pushing myself too far. In the meantime, though, it's kinda fun. I've started getting this perverse rush from finding out just how late I can stay awake and remain coherent.
By the way: during my break at the library today, I ate the most phallic-looking chocolate covered banana you can possibly imagine. I was actually embarrassed to be seen eating it-- I felt like I should be hiding in a dark closet or something.
On that note, I'm off to write. Or, more likely, screw around some more.
(It's now 2:49, I've gone on a quest for caffeine but have written no more, and LJ still won't let me post this entry. Blast.)
