QCs here I come!

For anyone of you in the Quad Cities - I'll be home this weekend. I don't have anyone's number anymore (you either, Shawna!), so if you want to do something, call me.

In other news: Finals Suck. And studying for finals sucks even more.

Okay, alright

I have studied and read till I just can't study or read anymore. My brain is mush! Do you hear that professors! You have mushed my brain. Biznitches. Yes, I did just say that. I'm hopped up on Caribou Coffee and internet porn several (yes several!) chocolate bars. That, and I haven't been sleeping much lately. You do the math. Since I have finished studying, I am contemplating going to get a drink. But that would be a bad idea, considering that a)my first final is at 8:45 tomorrow morning, and b)I requested the night off to study.

But honestly - it actually feels kind of good to have spent the day studying. It's the first time in a long time that I've felt like a student. Queer, that is. I haven't actually studied for a test since I was a freshman. Hmm. Ah well. Okay, I'm outta hear. The library is started to give me the creeps - and not in that wholesome "there's a hellmouth under it" kind of way.