At the parent's, working on the paper of doom. I actually have some pages. Unfortunately, I sort of have until midnight tonight. Not good. If only I wasn't so damned tired and distracted...
Cleaned a fungus forest out of the laundry room last night, and discovered pieces of freshly shed snake skin from a rather large snake. Come to think of it, the dryer hasn't been drying properly for the past several days. Hm. I think if it attempted to eat our rabbit, our rabbit would eat it instead.
She's a very large rabbit.
Living in limbo I think is exausting me. It's hard to combine school with home. And it's hard to work on a paper when you have a 9 year old jumping around, shooting your computer with nerf darts and trying to have strange conversations with you about religion.
I need to not be distracted. I need to not be tired. I need to forget, and I need the job info I got for a 10+ buck an hour job varnishing boards to come through.
But right now I need to work on my paper. I really do love to prolong my misery...
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