lolitasordid

My house feels cold as Siberia. Its hard to find the nerve to write papers, even small three pagers, when all your energy is going towards keeping you warm. I'm down to the wire with these beastly midterm papers. I'm totally cranky. Not to mention all the crazy beasts from my sordid past are crawling out of the trenches. Its like they all got together and decided to emerge at once just to make me want to kill myself.