i hate life

- this week. it sucks.

+ having some people to share the suckiness of it with does help. a little.

- having to write at least four pages of poly-sci paper by wednesday morning (i haven't even begun most of the reading! *dies*)

- ki adding saturday rehersal...no no no, i have no much to do this weekend, i will collapse...

- getting really unhelpful feedback from wirth on my paper... [Your paper has really developed both sharpness and focus and you do a much better job stating exactly what the problem is. It is moving in all ways in the right direction and in accordance with my expectations. I embedded a couple of minor changes in your draft. Keep following the direction of this paper and all will be good.] Yes okay...thanks for the praise. But what exactly am I to DO? Continue HOW? I don't have any more to continue with!

- my costume is itchy.

+ luckily, some small part of my brain is still able to laugh at how lame i am.

- unluckily, i feel the rest of my brain might strangle it in the night.

word of the day: BLARRRGH!

& just because i'm apparently bipolar...

So...
Actually finishing a paper is probably the best feeling EVER. At least for me, right now. I emailed to my parents for a once-over for grammar & register & so forth (because my brain is so far mired in it that I couldn't edit it for a million dollars*), but it is, for all intents & purposes, done. Which means that I'll turn it in tomorrow, & actually meet my goal of turning in a paper early this quarter (I'd nearly forgot about that...got abandoned in the stress).
*Okay, that isn't true. I'd edit a lot of papers for a million dollars. That's a lot of tuition money right there.

Also, I got to tech for the one-acts, & being around theater people & theater insanity always makes me feel better. Plus, Rosa's children were there running around.( ... )