Man, what an odd state I'm in today. All day, I've felt like I've been in slow motion. Er rather, the day was in slow motion. But now it's almos 8:00 and I'm like "SHIT!!!" because I've done no papers or reading I need to get done for this week. Notice the not-doing-them-now. Hence: I'll be up till tomorrow doing it all. Eh well, I'm not doing anything tomorrow night, I can sleep then. Honestly, I ponder how I'm still alive. I have got to be the least healthy person ever, excluding Elvis and Kurt Cobain (and other druggies, of course). Maybe I am a gift from some benevolent god, sent here to be a pain in everyone's ass:) Hmm...that'd be interesting, would you think? Oh well, Se a vida e; C'est la vie; that's life. Pleck. Why am I still posting and not reading for Art History, or studying for my test on Wednesday for Social Psych? What the hell. That's it. Lack of caffiene has driven me insane. That's my story and I'm sticken to it. Or is it I've had no human contact since yesterday, or that I've been celebate since June? Ummm...No, I'll go with the caffiene story. I mean, the caffiene story that is true. You know, cuz it is. Or the sex thing. Shut up, you.