I finally got to rewriting tonight (after failing to work up the willpower to do any during the day) and actually got a lot done. Maybe I'll hit my deadline this Wednesday after all. Of course, that doesn't help me with my three other finals this week....

I honestly believe that I will either spontaneously combust or my head will simply implode once I've taken my last final (which is on the very LAST timeblock on fucking SATURDAY). I can't even conceive of a life without the shitloads of work I've had to do this semester. I'll be like a fifty year-old who's just gotten a divorce after thirty years and has to start dating again.

Random thought of the day: When life hands you lemons, squirt them in the eyes of your enemies.