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*whimpers* Life is hard and I'm pretty sure Continental Airlines hates me, or at least wants me to suffer. (Nobody worry! I am not sitting in airport weeping in my laptop. I am sitting in my dorm room with my eyeballs twitching.)

going mad, don't mind me

Attempt to get home two days earlier failed. Damn you, Continental, and your faux-not as expensive as it really is mockery of flight changes! (No, seriously, two days earlier. As it is, I am basically leaving campus about half an hour before they close the dorms.) Also, I have my first two finals tomorrow -- my first final is Chicago's last final; we have the same class -- and I think I am going blind. I am studying via watching documentaries about Israel and doing the Christmas knitting at the same time. So far I have gotten into the toe of sock #2 and seen some really cool (color, even!) footage of the 1948 war and life of young Israel. Meanwhile, I am freaking out about the study abroad thing. (Every professor I would ask for a recommendation isn't at Tulane this year. Every. Professor. One was a visiting prof and left, one is on sabbatical, and I am kind of terrified that option number three isn't going to be here next semester because he doesn't have any courses listed. Which really limits my options, you know? Also, I think I screwed myself by my major antics.)

Also, I have come to the conclusion that this song is a Peter/Susan song and this song is a Eustace (possibly a Dust Eustace) song. Discuss.