Not Missing, Just Hidden.
Break time is over. It's time to get back to the grind again. At the end of this blog, I shall comence withthe attacking of the last essay of doom (that being 10-12 pages long). Then I shall slay the smaller essay final. It shall be a glorious battle.
This week has been slightly distracted. Deadlines are being pushed back and sleep is not happening. This will hopefully change tonight and tomorrow night if I have any chance of surviving apex.
I am very tired of doing things I don't really care about. These essays are a good example. I have no burning motivation to do it. It's just there to be done. I need get this finished so I can do something that acutally makes me happy. Soon it shall be over. By monday in fact. Well, technically tuesday.
Tuesday, at 12:01 everything will be clean from my hands. At that point I think I shall wonder down to the drive and do some reading. I think I shall begin, if not finish, Harry Potter, much to my delight.
Tomorrow looks like it might involve a minor reading picnic after I get off work. Something to look forward to, despte how silent the times shall be.
I wrote your name in the sand with my toes. I giggled and Angus patted me on the head. You do that.