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You know, last semester I didn't really hate midterm season because I had all of one midterm. This semester I have reached that state of zen calm where I just don't care that I'm going to flunk all my midterms. (Well, I have one left, in thirteen minutes. The one I am supposed to be studying for.)

But then! My Victorianism prof extended the deadline on the paper till Friday, so I am fucking relaxing after this. Except for the part where I have to read Mill. Okay, back to the studying thing.

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If y'all just suddenly heard a loud popping sound, don't worry, it was just my head exploding. I'm not even sure I can function enough to put words together in sentences if I tried right now. It would probably look something like "Susan raised her mouse and Peter thumbelina Christmas blood." I shall just sit here for the immediate time being and drink tea and eat popcorn and debate whether to watch House, Buffy, or Farscape. Such a good thing my paper is no longer due tomorrow.