Whiny Juice Wants Her Mommy
My sweetie pie is in New York this weekend for another suspicious "business trip." I am finishing up a generous glass of cabernet and plan to be in bed by 8. I hope the wine will help me sleep; I suffer from a terrible sleeping disorder. I can't even remember the last time I fell asleep right away and slept without waking up a million times in the night. I will be working constantly this weekend like a total pathetic loser. I am under water. Way, way, way under water. I am so tired of doing things I do not want to do and not having enough time to do the things I do want to do. I am so sick of school I cannot even tell you. I suppose it's the same story with everybody, though, in one form or another so I'll just buck up and stop being a big whiny baby. This is pretty much the best blog post ever.
I had an awesome time in D.C. last weekend with Angela and Ed. They are the best.




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77 days until graduation. After over 2 and a half years of misery, looming deadlines, panic, and a heavy, heavy workload, you can manage 77 more days.
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