The week borne of Satan's loins

That sounded more dramatic than "hell week," I thought.

So! Paper deadline on F-R-I-D-A-Y. Sure, sure, there are two finals to think about, but not until after May 28! People, I need encouragement. One 35+ page research paper, three 5 page response papers, one 12 page winter-leftover paper. Five days. Jeez, why don't you kill me now and get it over with.

Or, NO. Times like this I channel my mother. WWMD? "Soosooooooo! It's only a week! You can do aaaaanything for a week. Hey! What are you doing blogging? Get to work! NOW!"

Okay mom. Will do. Off to bed, then an early morning of "reading films" and writing about banks.

All you graduated folks studying for the bar this week, procrastinate a minute and tell me I'll survive the next few days, plz? K thx. Bye.