Damn you, Red Hot Chili Peppers.

I shouldn't be allowed to listen to music and write papers at the same time. For some reason listening to certain types of music gets me thinking about grander and more important things than writing a paper about some play I read in some class. The paper then seems silly and insignifigant and doesn't get written. Which means I'm up at 1 am writing the paper because when I turned off the music I realized that, however insignifigant it may seem, my grade can't afford a zero on a paper.

And, of course, since everyone else in the house is asleep I don't have someone yelling "Either type up your homework or let me use the computer!" every time I go online. So the whole world wide web is open to provide distraction.

All of this will most likely leave me exhausted for the presentation I have to give in Biology tomorrow.

I need to go make myself some highly caffinated tea.

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If I was talking to you on AIM and inexplicably signed off, I apologize. The first time in months I go on AIM and it decides to stop working.

Now I'm picturing AIM as a spiteful lover who's mad at me for leaving him for so long. Hopefully he'll get over it soon and let me chat.