Essay Crazies

Had a great phone date last night, and we concluded that relationships were bullshit, baggage belonged in the backseat, and someone had to find out just how those girls get their hair so blonde and shiny. *sigh* I miss you muffin!

The Essay Crazies have finally sunk in. I'm at 4600 words. All I need is a conclusion. I hate my paper and everything it involves. It is crap. Apart from a few flashes of brilliance it is utter crap. That's fine, I'm glad its almost over, but really disappointed in myself that it is totally shit. Godawful, death to all who read it, shit.

I really want to go for a run. At least that would be an excuse to not sit here anymore. I wish Muffin hadn't gone home for the holidays, because he would go have afternoon bevies with me. After I get this total piece done. Well, I'm not going to conclude it, as my Partner said to me yesterday, "You're too close to it." And she's totally right. So once I wrap up this last little paragraph I'm going to stack all my books and papers in a corner, go for a run, shower, tidy my room and hopefully find someone to go out with. The Crazy Man wanted to get a few drinks but I'm loathe to spend my evening with him. Basically I need some good old fashioned debauchery... but may have to suffice with my own cooking and a long bath. If I get desperate, old Crazy Boots might just have to do.