OKAY, I am writing to myself for the 12 thousandth time. Mr has taken child 3 to vball while I pound away at the keys. I have two papers I am trying to finish TODAY. One is a group paper that is actually not due until much later, but the group must have time to weave the parts into a cohesive unit. The Leadership paper is due on Wednesday, but I am writing on non-verbal communication in both of them so the lines get fuzzy! I think of stuff for one paper and then I think of stuff for the other. It's making me a little lulu (loo loo? lou lou?)
I can't believe I'm signing on for several more years of this--so why complain? Because maybe I like to complain. I think the torture drama adds a little spice to the whole episode, so sue me.
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