Have now been awake for slightly over twenty-four hours and (FUCKIHATESCHOOLKEYBOARDSTHEYSTICKANDMAKEMEWANTTOATTACKTHEMVICIOUSLY) hitting my third wind, or so. Y'know, if it weren't for that whole going-insane-if-you-don't-sleep-for-six-days thing, and if there were some reasonably healthy way of avoiding that first "go to sleep or you will be dizzy and sick" message the body sends you after the sixth hour at the computer, I could totally not sleep at all, and always get my reading done, and never worry about assignments being late, because I would have thirty-three-point-three-little-squiggly-line-indicating-repeating-decimal-percent more time in which to do things. I would also actually finish stories and talk to Australians and similar acts in defiance of my time zone that I used to do all the time before morning classes involved a forty-minute bus trip. I could be much more productive. And possibly get straight As.
I HATE this keyboard.
Hmm. Was going to nap, but the finding of soft places to do so is proving problematic. Perhaps, instead, I will see if the new iamb is out and if I am in it.