Three coursework deadlines all at once. Which is mean.
Nothing a coffee-fuelled all-nighter, or two, can’t solve. It’s not like I have to be coherent and speakable and at work the next morning or anything.
No, wait, that was when I was 20.
Damn it.
No Responses to “She can’t come out to play. She’s doing her homework.”
Something to say?
Courage, cherie. :hug:
Left by Teuchter on December 11th, 2007