Just got back from seeing The Incredibles. Pixar really out did themselves. That is all.

Is 7 AM really that early? No? Yes? Maybe? somewhere between writing and volenteering and class, there is sleep. I hate it when I am writing and writing and writing, and as the hour grows later and later, all of the great ideas that I had and all the nifty research I had gleaned alls seems like some fancy hallucination. The paper is done, but it is missing some key citations that I can no longer remember where I found them, as only though the process of writing did I realize I really needed them. Isn't it funny how that happens?

Current State: Awake

Current Mood: Chewin' Bubble Gum

Current Emote: O_O

Current Tarot: 5 of Pentacles, Inverted

Current Music: "Ring" 7M3

"The way you don't need me,
it's heavy for me.
All this pleading,
it's so unneeded." - "Ring," 7M3