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winteropheliaIt's been a while.
Um.
Stuff is about the same.
I need to finish this paper so I can graduate. Thinking about doing work almost makes me feel physically ill. Had a panic attack about school last Wednesday. Spent all of Thursday hiding in Nate's room sleeping. Got out of bed three times: twice to pee and once to look at pictures Mike had posted to nedroid of our bathroom, Beartato toilet, and Reginald sink. The weather was beautiful, Jim was here, and I missed it all. There was karaoke outside which was entertaining to listen to, though it did wake me up.
Saturday Clare, Nate, Paul, and I went on a bike ride to Big Hill park. I failed. Upon returning home there was little to do, so we took Mike hostage and then made Elsbeth shave his legs. Then there was a Drunkington and Shoe and I dyed Irene's hair. I passed out on my face and woke up around 8:30 in a very awkward position.
Pictures here and here.
Today game was canceled and Clare, Mike, Nate, and I played Zombies.
None of this is homework. Shit.
Mike and I are halfway through like three different art projects. He says there's a parallel universe where we're at art school going "Man, I seriously need to finish this painting, but I really just want to write a critical analysis of Othello."
I can't really think of anything else.
It needs to be a month ago.
Um.
Stuff is about the same.
I need to finish this paper so I can graduate. Thinking about doing work almost makes me feel physically ill. Had a panic attack about school last Wednesday. Spent all of Thursday hiding in Nate's room sleeping. Got out of bed three times: twice to pee and once to look at pictures Mike had posted to nedroid of our bathroom, Beartato toilet, and Reginald sink. The weather was beautiful, Jim was here, and I missed it all. There was karaoke outside which was entertaining to listen to, though it did wake me up.
Saturday Clare, Nate, Paul, and I went on a bike ride to Big Hill park. I failed. Upon returning home there was little to do, so we took Mike hostage and then made Elsbeth shave his legs. Then there was a Drunkington and Shoe and I dyed Irene's hair. I passed out on my face and woke up around 8:30 in a very awkward position.
Pictures here and here.
Today game was canceled and Clare, Mike, Nate, and I played Zombies.
None of this is homework. Shit.
Mike and I are halfway through like three different art projects. He says there's a parallel universe where we're at art school going "Man, I seriously need to finish this painting, but I really just want to write a critical analysis of Othello."
I can't really think of anything else.
It needs to be a month ago.
