"You might just as well say...that 'I like what I get' is the same thing as 'I get what I like'!"

Things that are not writing my 15 page essay:

Writing an e-mail to the King of the Hipsters

Reading the procrastination blogs off all my sleepless friends

Dancing to Bon Jovi

Doing my laundry

Reading Wandering Stars

Trying to pick a font for my new tattoo

Staring at the ceiling

Texting my best friend

Reorganizing the positions of all my rats on my desk

Eating breakfast for dinner in my building's kitchen

Reading feminist magazines

Writing letters

Making Christmas lists

Writing blog entries about not writing my paper

I think there comes a point in everyone's life where they realize certain life choices were good ones and others were bad. Very bad. So bad in fact that it seem ludicrous that they could have ever been thought of as anything but bad. Taking a class that requires a 15 page final research project at the end of the semester when all your other classes are equally as difficult and demanding is one of those things. I am struggling. I've spent the entire semester researching on this topic and I still feel there is knowledge I do not possess, things I need to know that I never will, and nothing to ramble about for 15 pages. I've written three of them in case you were wondering. I also have 5 pages of notes that I keep trying to integrate but I don't like my notes and I am finding it difficult to concentrate. I wish I were going to sleep at some point tonight. I know I won't be. But really, after this blog entry and this e-mail are finished I'll get back to it. Break over. Brain on. Let's do this. Maybe.

-The Dormouse