the questionable establishment

2001.04.10

"Hello, computer." ~Scotty, in a talking-to-four-year-olds voice into the mouse, in that Trek movie with the whales. Heh.

All right, so maybe I didn't finish everything I was supposed to the other night. I did get a good bit done, and that counts, right? ::Sigh.:: Maybe. Maybe not. Gah. I got one thing done, and that wasn't due till way after... maybe that's why I did it. Sometimes I wonder if I have an unconscious will to fail.

I'm going to go get a coke. Trying to quit caffiene isn't much fun, when the headaches are enormous... but hell, at least it's better than eating five million truckloads of food when I'm depressed. Or ripping into my arm which, no, I'm not doing anymore, TIN. Dr. Thunder(bolt) is happy and fizzy.

Blah. And now, I've done all my homework but for the one report I was supposed to have done for last Monday... even though I turned in another report to the same class already that wasn't due until tomorrow. ::Sigh:: Ugh. I'm no fun lately, ne? Out for now.

Hail and Farewell,
Leaina-arni/Lioness-lamb