well, on the good side, I've got the new Butchies album on-

Fucken yarrrgh. Soo much stress. I got all of fuck all done this weekend and so now I've got so much work to do: art project, two papers to begin one of which is probably due sooner than I think, various readings...The art is due tomorrow, and tomorrow, coincidentally, I have class from 10:30 til 8. And my roommate is on the phone with her parents with her voice fucken cracking with anxiety and whininess and I honestly can't take it at this point in time. I wanna fucken stuff a sock in her mouth, which is not compassionate of me at all. Hearing her near blubbering is picking my last nerve. And to top it all off, I have no more cigarettes left, which may or may not be causally related to this horrible stress. Goddamn it. Maybe I'll go bum a cigarette, center myself, and dive into my art project. Yeah.