I hate the spring.

Latin: have to read a bunch of stuff, translate a bunch of stuff, work on my speech presentation.

Ancient Comedy: collect costumes and props, make the sedan thing, make the backstage sail. Also need to finish and hand in my midterm. Like, today.

Byzantine Art: have a test on Thursday. Need to study. Need to actually get some answers right this time.

12th. C. Silk: have most of my sources together. Have to go pick up two more, read and annotate two, and then I'm good to start writing my paper. I think. Hoo boy.

Household: is weird. We rent from J's uncle, who, apparently, thinks it's okay to go through the house when we're not there, since they're family or something? Obviously, this is a problem. Must stop. I mean, what if someone's in the shower? What if someone's having sex on the living room floor? What if it's the summer, and it's really hot, and I'm walking around naked like I'm wont to do in the summer when it's hot and I'm home alone? What if he walks in on an underwear party? OMG OMG.

Headaches: hurt. Annoy me. Make me want to hurt things. The neurologist moved my appointment from the end of the month to tomorrow. Yay? I don't see what good it will do.

Cranky. Hormonal. Hungry. Tired. Tired because I was up till 2 doing work. Angry because J wouldn't go to sleep. He's more tired than I am. Tried to sleep in my own room; attempt was sabotaged. Slept in his. Angry at myself because I move around and talk in my sleep which wakes him up which makes him tired and he's getting over pneumonia and mono and meningitis and everything else and needs his sleep but he won't sleep without me and I keep him awake and I get upset because then I feel bad because he feels bad and it's all my fault.

(Do I get some sort of prize for that run-on sentence?)

Mehhhhhhhhh.

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I hate the spring.

Latin: have to read a bunch of stuff, translate a bunch of stuff, work on my speech presentation.

Ancient Comedy: collect costumes and props, make the sedan thing, make the backstage sail. Also need to finish and hand in my midterm. Like, today.

Byzantine Art: have a test on Thursday. Need to study. Need to actually get some answers right this time.

12th. C. Silk: have most of my sources together. Have to go pick up two more, read and annotate two, and then I'm good to start writing my paper. I think. Hoo boy.

Household: is weird. We rent from J's uncle, who, apparently, thinks it's okay to go through the house when we're not there, since they're family or something? Obviously, this is a problem. Must stop. I mean, what if someone's in the shower? What if someone's having sex on the living room floor? What if it's the summer, and it's really hot, and I'm walking around naked like I'm wont to do in the summer when it's hot and I'm home alone? What if he walks in on an underwear party? OMG OMG.

Headaches: hurt. Annoy me. Make me want to hurt things. The neurologist moved my appointment from the end of the month to tomorrow. Yay? I don't see what good it will do.

Cranky. Hormonal. Hungry. Tired. Tired because I was up till 2 doing work. Angry because J wouldn't go to sleep. He's more tired than I am. Tried to sleep in my own room; attempt was sabotaged. Slept in his. Angry at myself because I move around and talk in my sleep which wakes him up which makes him tired and he's getting over pneumonia and mono and meningitis and everything else and needs his sleep but he won't sleep without me and I keep him awake and I get upset because then I feel bad because he feels bad and it's all my fault.

(Do I get some sort of prize for that run-on sentence?)

Mehhhhhhhhh.

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