Undone

Tomorrow is NCFL. Stress time. I duo. I don’t care to explain right now, but to say the least it takes alot of time, and energy.

Oy. In any case I’m pretty tuckered out. I still have a few presidents to do tonight. Oioi.

I want to sleep for a long time, but I suppose I can do that later. Hee hee. I also have a quiz due tomorrow. it’s going to be hard to get it all done tonight.

I want to hear more about litmag. I want to find out what hour of the day it is, and if I made it. Amy says it’s practically for sure, but I’m still uneasy. Just my nature I suppose.

I haven’t been eating much lately, that’s just my style. It’s what I do when I’m stressed. My Head is pounding. What can I do? Eh.

I’ve been pondering my love life. It’s a bloody shambles. I don’t want to think about it, but it’s spring. I hate spring. Everyone is so lovey dovey, and kissing, and what not. It’s just sick. But– I sorta want to be part of it.

Derringer Meryl Out