"I was in a pretty good mood before rehearsal, even knowing that I had this wretched paper to write. What the fuck happened?"
That's what the rest of the post was.
I am NOWHERE near finishing (though I have started... barely) this paper. But some theatre people came back and then we started talking about movies, and I started fangirling Ciarán Hinds and the I found out that one of them really wanted to see Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, but hadn't.
So, naturally, I ran home, got the DVD, came back, wheeled the tv and dvd player into the lab and we proceeded to watch it. With Smirnoff green apple.
I just sent an email to my prof explaining that I haven't really been able to get on my laptop for a week (true) where most of my work is (mostly true) so I don't see any way that I will be able to have this paper in on time (VERY true). Having pretty much resigned myself to saying fuck this paper for right now, my evening/night/morning thing has improved exponentially.
(Identical to the comment I responded to Logan's with, just so you know. I'm lazy. But I love you!)
~_~ Story of my life. Dammit.
"I was in a pretty good mood before rehearsal, even knowing that I had this wretched paper to write. What the fuck happened?"
That's what the rest of the post was.
I am NOWHERE near finishing (though I have started... barely) this paper. But some theatre people came back and then we started talking about movies, and I started fangirling Ciarán Hinds and the I found out that one of them really wanted to see Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, but hadn't
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But I think you're missing part of your post.
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"I was in a pretty good mood before rehearsal, even knowing that I had this wretched paper to write. What the fuck happened?"
That's what the rest of the post was.
I am NOWHERE near finishing (though I have started... barely) this paper. But some theatre people came back and then we started talking about movies, and I started fangirling Ciarán Hinds and the I found out that one of them really wanted to see Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, but hadn't.
So, naturally, I ran home, got the DVD, came back, wheeled the tv and dvd player into the lab and we proceeded to watch it. With Smirnoff green apple.
I just sent an email to my prof explaining that I haven't really been able to get on my laptop for a week (true) where most of my work is (mostly true) so I don't see any way that I will be able to have this paper in on time (VERY true). Having pretty much resigned myself to saying fuck this paper for right now, my evening/night/morning thing has improved exponentially.
I FUCKING LOVE THAT M0VIE!
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~_~ Story of my life. Dammit.
"I was in a pretty good mood before rehearsal, even knowing that I had this wretched paper to write. What the fuck happened?"
That's what the rest of the post was.
I am NOWHERE near finishing (though I have started... barely) this paper. But some theatre people came back and then we started talking about movies, and I started fangirling Ciarán Hinds and the I found out that one of them really wanted to see Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, but hadn't ( ... )
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