dedilliterati

I call her my dark master.

She requires so much of me. I can't sleep. I love it. I hate it. She's my seminar professor with the demands of the irrational.

I just want to please her, but that's damn near impossible.

Oh fucking well.

Beyond that, I've been trying to get my MOVE out on. I have one potential roomie and two more to find.

I have some money, but I believe that it will disappear rapidly. CURSE financial aid at my school.

Not even the ramen diet,

Ian