It’s a beautiful day outside and there is a big track meet half a mile from my house and a rodeo grand finale tonight a few miles away, and I’d love to shoot either or both of these things just for fun (yeah, like when was the last time I did anything for the hell of it?)… but I can’t.

There’s a week left of classes before finals and I have about eleventy billion* things to do before then, so instead I’m holed up in my dark office (bedroom) up to my elbows in crap on a cluttered desk listening to music too loud and drinking tons of water trying to wrap everything up and still keep something marginally resembling sanity.

As far as you know, I’m kicking some final journalism class ass.

In reality, it’s something more like this:

“Success” by xkcd.com

Lord.

It’s gonna be a long week. I shot Felton losing his ’stache yesterday, too, I’ll get that online in between dodging sharks.

After finals I get a week off then… summer classes. Whee! Then I graduate. Like whoa.

Kiss kiss.

L.

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*exaggeration