I suffer from a terrible hangover

Jesus.

Help.

AAAAAAAARGH wrote:I got into Wesleyan University and applied Early Decision so now I am going there.

Nice one!

It's great they named a University after Wesley!

Glad there was some good news on your friend, ringo. Here's to a continued recovery.

gravitypinsusdwn wrote:I just went back and read all of the new short boss posts. I'm hooked.

Very well then. I'll leave you guys to it. Instead, I'll get back to my Robert Plant voodoo doll.

http://onlineathens.com/stories/121507/ ... 5035.shtml

An Athens-Clarke police officer was stable three days after a man nearly stabbed her to death while she worked a security side job at a local supermarket.

Sgt. Courtney Gale - who suffered 10 stab wounds, one that severed her femoral artery - remained in critical condition as of Friday evening, however, and she faces a very long road to recovery, co-workers and friends said.

Fellow officers and friends have set up a bank account in Gale's name and organized a fundraising bike ride to help her through coming challenges.

"If Courtney is able to come back to work, it will be at least a year, and that's a long time when you consider worker's comp will only cover a percentage" of her salary, Athens-Clarke police Detective Beverly Russell said.

AAAAAAAARGH wrote:I got into Wesleyan University and applied Early Decision so now I am going there.

Congratulations!

I just completed my 5th 12hr shift in a row wrapping chipolatas in bacon.

I don't know if I'll go back next week, but bills don't pay themselves.

That is great that she is stable.

I also think it is an amazing thing you guys are doing, setting up a bank account and such.

Detail from my day:

I am the first to admit my apartment is a mess. It's cluttered and I use what space I have pretty poorly - which is amplified by the fact that the shelving "solution" I opted for when I moved in was only suited for the short-term, since I never imagined I would still be here 10 years on.

Coupled with working like an insane person, getting stuff organized around here is difficult.

The other night, my next-door neighbor invited me into his apartment because he had "cleaned up."

My place looks like a palace compared to his. At least my kitchen has been mopped and cleaned in the past 10 years, more than once.

I was thoroughly disgusted.

I also immediately felt better about my place. While it is cluttered, it is not filthy.

Needless to say, even before I saw his place, I had planned to use my days off over winter break to get this place in shape. I am going to double my efforts now.

Yuck burun. I bet your neighbor has roaches...

:(

I had the terrible misfortune of choosing classes that, combined, saddled me with an extraordinary finals schedule. All of teachers assigned long essay projects, and I have never worked so much in such a short amount of time before... ever.

Since last Saturday, I have written over 25,000 words. This is an astronomical amount of words. For some reason, I learned to type without the use of the smallest finger on my left hand. It sits at a strange angle when I type. It has gotten steadily more sore as the week has worn on. I want it amputated. I want to cry.

I have spent the past seven days in a vicious cycle where I work for approximately 18 hours at the library (my own desktop has some terrible virus that I acquired from trying to download that fucking "two girls, one cup" video), then walk back to my apartment to sleep for 8 hours, then return to the library to work for another 18, and so on. I have seen very little daylight during this time. I have had very little company in this computer lab. I am exhausted, frustrated, and extremely proud of myself.

I have about 20 odd pages left to write, the last of which are due Monday at midnight. I see the light at the end of the tunnel, but I have been fighting off the feeling that I am at the breaking point since yesterday. When I get up to go to the drinking fountain and when I pause during typing, my body shakes. I have been taking one Walgreen's brand "Stay Awake" caffeine tablet every hour or so for the last 6 hours. I have been here since 5:00 p.m. yesterday afternoon.

Please rescue me.

JamLifeIntoDeath wrote:Since last Saturday, I have written over 25,000 words.

I'm currently struggling to write a piddling 3000 worder. Salut! prolific academic.