Feeds:Friday, Seventh Week
"My wrists are not strong enough right now, nor are my jeans stretchy enough." - Beth, 11/19
Just as I get over sleep deprivation from Scav Hunt, which caused me to skip most of my Monday classes, I get horribly ill and miss all of my Wednesday classes. Just as I get over that, I catch whatever Alice had, and now, though fully functional (intellectually speaking -and considering the hour) I feel like junk. My throat is closing up and all I can drink is hot tea.... or maybe other warm fluids, tea's really the only one I've tried yet (read: I've been drinking it constantly since before Bible Study last night). I'm just past the sunrise of an all-nighter, but I've got my CS done and my Math done enough, so all that's left is the Kant paper.
If I fall asleep while watching Matrix Reloaded tonight, I will be so pissed off....
On another note, it struck me tonight as I was doing my hopework in Beth's room that I really should start doing my homework with girls of the non-best-friend type, that is, arrange for the possibility that more will be accomplished than mastering a tricky proof or two.
I wonder if I can legitimately claim A.A. Milne's Eeyore as a Kantian character? Even so, I don't have a copy of The House at Pooh Corner lying around to cite from, so it'd not do me much good.
New MSN screenname: "Slip, trip, and kiss me!" - see the Spill Canvas's full-length album and/or two paragraphs above.
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