I feel like singing (it's already started without me, in my head). and dancing. but I'm afraid I might collapse if I tried (I was never any good at dancing anyway, self-consciousness prevails). I'm tired, but glad that the presentation is over. Now to sit down and write the darn paper. I have let's see, just 2 weeks and a little bit to do all that. That's not very long at all, is it?
aye. The work never does seem to end. But the week does, at least. Tomorrow is Friday, and I shall be once again at the mercy of the weekend, which I do so enjoy.
But, if
Youre thinkin
About my baby
It dont matter if you're
Black or white
Yes,
that is the song in my head. now I think I shall bop on home. What I shall do when I get home? Have a nap, methinks. Screw the question set that was due Tuesday, it's already late. Also I have no idea what to make of all the Victorian implications of Alice in Wonderland.