Woohoo, finished! And I was able to slip in three hours of sleep last night! Off to Ko for a quick peer edit (how much do I love having an English/Poli Sci dual major for a roommate?), then I’m home free!

Well, home free as soon as I do my CSE homework. Then I’ll do the Physics homework that’s due tomorrow, watch last night’s Veronica Mars, sleep for 12 hours straight, and emerge a new woman! A new woman that will be spending a significant portion of the weekend working on Cinema Productions stuff, as the movie has to be finished by the 16th, and cramming for exams. Bleh.

Curse you, Lost. I keep wanting to refer to Rousseau as “she.”

Paper update: Getting there! Have caved and eaten my precious Appley Ever After with waffle, but only to give me the sustenance to complete my task!

Ooh, and tomorrow afternoon, when life is wonderful again, I’ll have a fresh episode of Veronica Mars as a reward! No new Lost eps for several weeks, if I recall.

Psst! Priscilla! Finish your paper by midnight, and you can have Appley Ever After on waffles!

Mmm, good thinking, Priscilla’s id! *types*

I don’t usually curse, but DAMMIT. DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT. I had EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL. I was going to overcome the obstacles my professors placed before me with grace, poise, and academic eloquence. Now I re-check my PoliSci syllabus to see what time tomorrow the paper is due, and I see DECEMBER 7TH, 4PM. I have no idea how I could have made this mistake. RRRGH, I’m furious with myself! If necessary, I could have finished it last night! Or if I’d gone to Lecture today rather than staying in my room to work, Professor Lustick would have certainly mentioned the due date, and I could have emailed Josh and skipped Cinema Production class to finish the paper by the 4PM deadline.

Off to email the TA and beg for an extension to tomorrow morning. And now I’m going to have a grade deduction, and I was so pleased with the direction the paper was going, and ARRRRGH.

Woohoo! My revised credits sequence for my Cinema Production class was a huge hit. It better have been, as I spent nearly 6 hours on it last night, in addition to the 5 hours I spent on the original sequence last week.

One nightmare down, three to go!

Due tomorrow:

  • Poli Sci paper worth 1/3 of my grade. Feeling pretty good; two pages to go.
  • Psych homework of doom. Spent 3 1/2 hours on it with a partner last night, not finishing until 2:30. Now I just have to type some stuff up.
  • CSE/Math homework of peril. Bound to take significantly longer, as the useless TA failed to show at office hours this afternoon.
  • Wow. As soon as school calms down, I really need to clean out my gmail box. I have 1010 emails. (Not unread, mind you. Just that I haven’t deleted or whatever.) If I had a dalmatian puppy for every email in my box, I could make ten coats!

    Oh Great Cthulhu!

    I have been an extremely industrious devotee this year.

    When the stars were right, I made a burnt offering to the Dead Dreamer (100 points). In May, I rammed a ship into you (sorry Cthulhu!) (-1000 points). In December, I burnt my copy of the Necronomicon (-75 points). In September, I wore an Elder Sign (-10 points). In November, I recruited [info]aliceyart as a new cultist (30 points). Last week, I stopped [info]epicyclical from defiling Lovecraft’s grave (-20 points).

    In short, I have been very bad (-975 points) and deserve to have my body used as a host for one of your servitors.

    Your humble and obedient servant,
    priscellie

    Submit your own plea to Cthulhu!