winterophelia

My paid-ness runs out in two days. I'm gonna be five dollars richer every other month. Oh yeah.

I'm currently avoiding work on a prospectus and annotated bibliography for my McCarthy paper. This time tomorrow I'll be playing poker with my favorite people and all that will stand between me and spring break is one computer science class that I might not even go to. Spring break will own.

I've been ill, just a cold or something for the last week or so, and have only been doing things to make it worse:
After consuming cough syrup Friday I decided it would be okay to have maybe four drinks that night. Was very ill. Luckily Jessie and Jameson are amazing friends and helped me out. I banged my elbow on the bathtub really hard, though and it still hurts like a bitch.
Needless to say, I slept all day Saturday and only ate dinner. Anagram party in W3L, broke Scrabble, dropped in on Christina's birthday party but couldn't really stand to be around so much booze, Risk in W3L in which Mike and I formed an alliance but really I kicked everyone's ass, then for some reason Nate and I stayed up until 5:30 watching anime on tv(including: The Big O, Lupin the 3rd, and Gigantor) before falling asleep on a couch in the lounge until Mike and Abi woke us up on their way to brunch.
Slept more, looked at cat macr0z for two to three hours, did a minimum amount of work, ordered pizza after not eating for a day, watched the Oscars, homeworking while watching Meet John Doe, and sleep.
Skipping class to sleep. Taking lots of drugs to keep the cough and sniffles at bay. Staying awake forever trying to get section 3 done, failing, sleeping for four hours. More drugs. Food. Class. Propaganda poster about racism. Running away from doing computer science work. Singing "Teenage Dirtbag" with Robert in Commons. And now I have recently returned from seeing a pretty awesome music recital which included the amazing string quartet that Nate's part of. I just ended with a preposition and that really bothers me but oh well.
Now I need to stop avoiding work and just do it so I can sleep and actually wake up at 9.

First, chocolate and tissues.