penmage | wanted: sleep and time.

sooooo tired.

was up till 3am last night studying philosophy. i officially hate socrates, and i fully endorse anyone who wants to give the man the death penalty. i'll wring the man's neck myself, durr.

i've barely touched children's lit who id first but i'm pretending that i know it so i don't care but what the heck is the mini monomyth at the center of the momomyth and when exactly is the father-reconciliation supposed to happen? ah well. i'll hope to be able to dazzle dr. silver with my tolkien knowledge. yes.

i haven't written since firday - my wordcount's at a solid 4,139 and hasn't moved - which is almsot halfway to where i have to be by wednesday, if i'm going for 1,667 a day. and wednesday's when i can start writing again.

i think i'm getting sick - i feel a bout of strep coming on which is bad i don't have time for strep but my brothers had it and i was home over the weekend, so the possibility is strong. durr again.

i have no time for metamorphosis but i'm going anyway and i'm excited and i don't care. i probably shouldn't fo to the nanomeeting tonight but i didn't go to the last one and i can't go on fridays and i really don't want to miss another one. maybe i'll leave early.

barely keeping my eyes open.