Can't stand it

*sigh*

There is a big difference between refusing to freak out about the amount of work I have to do, and getting nothing done at all. This is a difference that my brain apparently fails to recognize.

On the up side, Wilco's Summer Teeth is awesome. Next up is a tossup between Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and one of the random albums Sam insisted I add to my collection despite not knowing who the heck the bands are. Um, Nada Surf? Sure, what the hell.

Come on, brain. You are so not allowed to play hooky on me now.

Nothing to show for my caffeine high besides a headache and a whole lot of pointless LJ updates

Apologies for the update blitz today--this is what happens when I sit in the Fishbowl for hours on end without accomplishing a thing. Just where does one start in order to write thirty pages about Wordsworth for someone who already knows everything there is to know about the guy? It makes my brain hurt just to think about.

Oh man, I should not have picked Badly Drawn Boy as my Wilco follow-up CD. I really really want to drop my feeble pretense of doing work and go rent and watch About A Boy now.

Also, I've decided that I need a new sex icon... and realized belatedly that the biggest computer lab on campus is NOT the place to go searching for such a thing. *blush*