Impending

This is the part where my well-regulated structure, that's kept me going all this year, falls apart. I need sleep, but I have chem homework. My bed calls, but I don't know if I'll be able to nap through the guilt over an unfinished - er, unstarted - tech report, draft due tomorrow. Kaleidagraph and I need to have a long conversation - with a battleaxe!

Sleep dep.... But at least Orrison exists.

Random.

Oh, these couple weeks are going to suck royally.... Will, I envy you that your play is over after a spectacular run. You can relax now.

I can stand a nap, but should get up about 4, 4:30. You all have permission to come gently prod me out of bed and set me back at my computer to put thousands of data points in.

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