I am dying from a potent poisonous essay.
STEWPUD.
I am also drinking ginger and lemongrass tea, which can be compared to swallowing large amounts of toxic waste and not calling poison control. Just let 'er sliiiiide down.
Eck.
Do you know--
This paper is not even written. All I have been doing all day is researching. BOO.
I'll probably fail it. But at this point...screw it.
BAH. I am so ready for bed. But this thing is due at 12:20 tomorrow. I can't put it off.
Must...begin..outline....dagmitt.
I am pretty ticked at myself.
Enough said, not enough done.
Gather round, children. Let's slaughter this thing.
One page at a time.
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