So close to freedom I can taste it
Jan. 29th, 2004 10:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
grammargirlWell, time has this way of marching ahead regardless of everything else. Today is finally Thursday. Whatever else happens, I have to turn this paper in tomorrow. It's too late to rewrite, too late to do anything besides patch up what I can and send it on its way.
This time tomorrow, it'll all be over.
No matter how tired I am now, no matter how awful the paper turns out... in 24 hours or less, I'll be able to move on with my life and stop boring you guys with my endless paper-related bitching.
Hallefreakingluiah.
Of course, I'm supposed to have some kind of full draft of my thesis to turn in before "spring" break, which starts in two weeks. But we won't think about that right now.
This time tomorrow, it'll all be over.
No matter how tired I am now, no matter how awful the paper turns out... in 24 hours or less, I'll be able to move on with my life and stop boring you guys with my endless paper-related bitching.
Hallefreakingluiah.
Of course, I'm supposed to have some kind of full draft of my thesis to turn in before "spring" break, which starts in two weeks. But we won't think about that right now.
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Date: 2004-01-29 12:11 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-01-29 07:42 pm (UTC)*counts on fingers*
Hrm. You appear to be correct.
This is what happens when an English major tries to do math.
Who is this, btw?
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Date: 2004-01-29 01:26 pm (UTC):sigh:
I need a cookie. Or crack. Either one.