Feh.

[eurydicebound]

It's a melancholy sort of night. I was scheduled to talk to the boys but they're not at home. I talked with them yesterday, so it's not a huge deal, but I'm missing them a lot right now. Everyone's been kind of off-kilter today, despite it overall being a good sort of day. We've all ended up having a less-fun moment or two for one reason or another, and I find myself at the end of it all feeling absurdly tired of just about everything.

I really need to be working on my paper, and I really don't want to be. It's just totally not where my brain is right now. Nonetheless, I will do some work on it, if only for a bit, and then I'll play some Xbox with Matt and let this odd malaise drain away. In the meantime, it's time for source evaluations and summations, and trying to come up with some semblence of an outline. Wish me luck.

Comments

[elissa-carey.livejournal.com]

Luck; I'm supposed to be working on precedent analysis studies, and my brain just said, "It's quittin' time!" despite my need to get as much done tonight as possible. I feel ya.

[raving-liberal.livejournal.com]

I recommend yarn to cure your ills. That's the therapy I'm relying on to help me through the trauma of having to squeeze myself into a Kelly green bridesmaid dress that was a size too small, despite supposedly being my size. I looked like a ham stuffed into a lime.