Update

Would have posted last night, but you see the thing is. Sleep. I need it. 4-ish hours a night is killing me.

Ho-Gawd WTFBBQ:

So. I spent the night writing. Again. No real surprise considering the end of the semester approaches like a looming something or other on the horizon. In any case, I went through and started writing my 2nd article for Mag. Problem being, that this article really did not want to be written. It argued with me the whole way through. It's still arguing with me. And by still, I clearly know I'm going to have to re-do the thing. It's a POS at the moment.

But that's ok. Because I do have time to do the revisions. Huzzah. Death rays averted. I still feel bad about it though. I hate turning in shit. I'd at least like to pretty it up a bit and put on a nice bow before presenting it. This is just shit in a box. Sorry Brad.

In other news, tonight should be my last night of massive amounts of lost sleep. Three cheers for the semester being over. Well, almost over. I'm now down to two finals, an article, and an article revision before I can leave. Not too shabby. Well, not too shabby considering all the other shit I've been doing recently.

Last week I turned in my final short story draft for Barb. This week, she returned them. I don't know why, but I love getting papers back from Barb. Like I commented on twitter, they smell of smoke and excellence. I think it's the only time I enjoy the faint aroma of smoke. It's refreshing somehow. Strange, I know. In any case, the odd feeling of calm was well warranted. Ended up with a good grade on it. It's also a bitter sweet feeling.

That was the last class I'll ever have with Barb. She's retiring after this semester. I wish she could put a hold on her retirement and finish out another year, haha. It'd be nice to have a prof around that I know and that knows me.

Quote of the Day:

"Egotism is the anesthetic that dulls the pain of stupidity."
- Frank Leahy