September 29, 2002 :: 11:17 a.m.
protect your heads
For some reason, I've woken up every day for the past week or so with a really sore back. Very unpleasant.
I've gotten lots of Google hits lately...
lost virginity stories
how to fuck a girl instructions
pearl diving
ball gag stories
girl on a leash drawing
Interesting. Veddy, veddy interesting.
I have so much crap to do today, but most likely I'll put it all off and do nothing instead. Dammit. I've been doing so well with this "staying on top of things" deal, but I can feel myself slipping back into old habits. In a perfect, non-procrastinatey world, I would do the following this afternoon: write my English paper, start my Anthro portfolio project, do my Statistics, study for my Digicom test (which is tomorrow), and read some of The Harmless People. In all reality, I'll be lucky to accomplish 1 of those things. I just... ugh. I despise deadlines. I actually despise work of all sorts, but that kind of comes with the college package. Blah.
I'm really wishing that Emily and Justin would get the fuck out of bed. They're awake, oh yes, but instead of getting out of bed and going about the business of the day, they're laying there, being all AWAKE. And by awake I mean talking. Grr. I'm in such a crappy mood.
I'm going to cheer myself up by watching some Buffy. I'll write later.
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