BLAST.

I waited too long to get in the shower and now my roommate is and the water's going to be ankle level. 

Today I put some leftovers down the garbage disposal and NOW the sink is clogged halfway up on both sides. I have problems with disposals.

I also have problems with music. I do not know what I like anymore. Before it was always country or Andrew McMahon or Johnny Cash or Death Cab or Ben Folds or The Submarines or B. Spears or John Mayer or the Yeah Yeah Yeahs or Taylor Swift or some obscure indie band that I probably never knew the full name of. I've put sosososo much money into music. And now I don't want to listen to any of it. Not even Frou Frou or Ben Kweller. Whatev. I'm over it.

I am skipping class.

I am also sitting with wet hair on my bed next to the pile of clothes I need to put on. Why? Because I stayed up after 2 to write a paper due at 8, and I chose not to shower before class even though I have to dress up for an exhibit opening at work in a few hours. Also I need to write a 10-12 page paper for tomorrow at 9:30 am. AND I have another 10-page paper due Friday at 9 am. Did I mention I took a Roman History test last night? This one took me under three hours, but that's only because my hand cramped so bad around the 2 hour mark that I could not do it anymore. OUCH.

My teachers are trying to kill me

OR 

Maybe I just thought I was superwoman when I signed up for my classes.

LifeLifeLife: I love it. But ohmanohman, I need to GET one. Outside of school. And outta work AND outta that old twisted love story. 

Mmmmmhmmmm.

An unknown number is calling right now. 

I'm not going to answer...