I got my first assignment for the Assassins game on campus.... it's the person Patrick was seeing before me.

The universe is just too stupid for me to bear it sometimes.

Anyways I don't know the girl on sight, so chances are I'm going to end up killed before I get to her.


I don't even have one full page of this paper done. I am floundering like crazy. Here I thought this would be the easy one, uh, I was completely wrong about that. I'm probably going to have to skip Logic tomorrow to finish it... and I still haven't even started my French homework, which I'm going to bomb anyway because past tenses are the devil and I have no fucking clue when to use the imperfect versus the pluperfect.

I just keep making deals with myself to keep myself from giving up. "If you finish the paper you can record a podfic." "If you get the French done you can have ice cream with lunch." "If you don't break down into tears you can make a papercraft tomorrow night." "If you survive the next two weeks you can buy something on your Amazon wish list." (it's probably going to be the Sherlock dvds. if I survive.)

And I had espresso at 10:30, so I'm not even remotely tired, but I also can't focus.

And one more time, I ask myself the same question I do every time I procrastinate myself into a corner: WHY THE FUCK DO I KEEP DOING THIS TO MYSELF?

(and one more time, I answer the same way I always do: because I am a situational idiot.)

eta: okay, I have two pages done, I'm going to attack my French for half an hour and then go to bed. If I don't finish this tomorrow... then I'll just have to own up to my own failure when I go to class.