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09 December 2004 @ 10:16 pm
I can't even touch the books you've read.  
Okay, so somebody needs to make it so that the end of the semester doesn't coincide with the holidays anymore. I don't know who would possibly have that power, but somebody needs to get on it stat. Because, really, there's only so much stress any one Nifra can be asked to withstand all at once.

I mean, okay, sure I can take the deluge of reading and writing that happens at the end of the semester (especially when, *cough* I've maybe not kept up as much as I should have in some of my classes *shame*).

And even seperate from that I can take the fic deadlines, and the present deadlines, and the needing to decide what I want/don't want so I can give that information to my family. (I'm terrible at holidays/birthdays. People say, "So what do you want?" and I say "You know. Stuff." which is weird, but I have a thing about asking for things. I always feel really weird and demanding and imposing, even when my birthday is coming up. I offer no logical explanation, only my neuroses.)

But put the two together, shake well, and serve with garnish, and you have a molotov cocktail of stress. I want no part in it! None! Not a single part in it! Take it away from me! *covers face and falls back onto a divan in a swoon*

Especially because -- yuletide? *laughs really really really hard* It's funny how that's due so soon. And I haven't even *touched* it. Yes, yes, my yuletide fic will be a thing of wonder, my brethren. Only because it will, hopefully, exist.

And that will be a miracle. A real, honest to God, Christmas miracle. "Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus," and all that jazz.

Oh, here's another thing: anyone out there besides me deeply scarred by Vol. 2 of The League of Extraordinary Gentleman? That went a way I was definitely not expecting, I'll tell you that.

So, I need to go do work. Mainly all I can manage is a good, heavy duty stare at my work. That's a lot like writing my papers, I feel.

Here's a fun meme, gakked from the one, the only, the musesfool: Next round of drinks is on me. What are you having?
 
 
Current Mood: anxiousanxious
Current Music: Welcome To The Working Week - Elvis Costello
 
 
 
Dira Sudisdsudis on December 12th, 2004 01:59 pm (UTC)
*accepts Fraser cheerfully*

*asks him to twist off the top of my bottle of Molson Canadian*