in the land of the allnighter

my paper is about half done.
if i could just stick to it with some concentration, i think i could be done with it fairly soon.
but i just can't seem to. i think i want some hot chocolate, possibly another bath.
what's wrong with me???

the funny this is i've been reading through what i've got so far and, well, it seems pretty good. nothing like fairy tales to inspire one i guess. now if i could just figure out where that pixie ran off to with my attention span...

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i hate this hour of the morning.
it's too late to go to sleep, far too early to be awake.
something feels like it crawled into my mouth and died there. not to mention my stomach.

oh well, at least i finished my paper.
i wish i could stop being last-minute-girl though.
it's getting wearing.

now it's off to the showers for me.
studying for a quiz when i get home, and then writing another paper due friday. sigh.
maybe seeing my love. he is just the best thing ever. i don't think i say that enough. i've noticed in talking about him, or referring to him, i'm frequently afraid of letting my feelings show, even if they do leak out over the sides on occasion.
leak out? who am i kidding? read that as overflow.
anyways, i don't think i say it enough.
he is so amazing, and i'm deeply and eternally grateful for every day that lets him be in it.
i think the reason i try not to let myself go is that i'd gush like a thirteen year old all the time if i did.

the burning of hearts

at work.
head throbbing.
been feeling heartburn all day.
in passing, i'd like to note that heartburn is named really well. except for the part where it sounds kind of romantic if you don't know what it feels like. but it really is this excruciating pain. nothing hurts quite like it.

on the bright side, i've totally straightened out some of the random fees that i've gotten at the library. $200 worth. which is good. even if i feel sort of like a con-artist. (since i totally just talked my way out of them.)
if a thing's worth doing, it's worth doing slickly i guess.

also, i've been talking to people today.
this is still a strange thing for me. i'm normally the poster child for shy hermit girl.
but, i'm working on it. i wonder if we ever get close to the ideal picture of ourselves that we carry in our head.