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My suckiness level has risen to the point where I expect to turn into a black hole any day now
Have acheived so little today it's not funny. On the other hand, discovered both assignments are due next week.
*headdesk*
Why, oh why, oh why, do I have them written in my diary as due in three weeks time?
*headdesk again*
Okay, study shall be done. Tomorrow, work shall be done. Next section of wip shall be posted late next week, I expect.
(And Jeremy and drunken-Casey can just stop snarking inside my head right now, thank you very much. This wip seems to have absorbed all spare brain-cells. I need my headspace back, pronto.)
*headdesk*
Why, oh why, oh why, do I have them written in my diary as due in three weeks time?
*headdesk again*
Okay, study shall be done. Tomorrow, work shall be done. Next section of wip shall be posted late next week, I expect.
(And Jeremy and drunken-Casey can just stop snarking inside my head right now, thank you very much. This wip seems to have absorbed all spare brain-cells. I need my headspace back, pronto.)
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Although, all the mentions of cash and accrual in tonight's lecture did make me think of you. (And then of taxfics, which led to smut, which led to Annie blinking at lecturer and wondering what the last slide had been about.)
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