sit down son

So some crap went down on Sunday that has completely destroyed my typically LONG FUSE for annoyances. I think I've gotten more pissed off in the past two days than I have all semester. Which isn't cool.

See, I take massive issue with people forgetting I exist while I'm sitting right in front of them in my own living room. Suffice it to say that I sat there and yelled at the lot of them, even the ones who didn't deserve it (Jesse is the best person in the world for just sitting there and then hugging me. He's like an awesome giant teddy-bear. And I mean giant, the boy's ridiculously tall.). Buuuut yeah. If it didn't sin into their heads I might have to make heads roll.

Hi. I have a temper. And a loud voice.

But since then things that are generally minor annoyances have really set me off and it's at once frustrating and embarrassing because I take PRIDE in being relatively level-headed, for being comic relief, for not getting involved in icky wangsty stuff unless it's completely unavoidable. I don't LIKE confrontation, but I'm not afraid of it, yanno? Cause I always have surprise on my side but if I don't get this temper flare to GO THE HELL AWAY....shock will no longer be my friend in bending idiots to my way of thinking.

Parts of Sunday evening were hilarious though. Mostly when Bailey did this blue air-pink air relaxation exercise thinger (which was hilarious in its own right because I was just listening to her and it sounded like a mixture of a fucked up version of Mr. Bubbles and a sex dream) and halfway through she spots a cockroach on the wall, shakes my foot, points it out, and keeps on going until the end when she said in the SAME CALM VOICE "Now when you're ready, open your eyes...And someone please kill the cockroach." Seeing EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM LEAP in the air was one of the funniest things of my life. Just. Amazing. Plus The Professor (aka Ryan) actually was INTERESTED in the concept of online RPGs. So I got to talk about that for a while. *_*

But yeah, not going into details of why I got angry because it will make me angry again and I'm trying to NOT be pissy, seeing as I have to spend several hours a day with the lot of them until like, Sunday when the show closes.

People are retarded. And piss me off more than getting bumped into in the parking lot an hour ago. That just made me laugh.

HOWEVER!! I did acquire the Chipmunk Adventure soundtrack from RL!Steph yesterday and have every intention of torturing them alllll with it tonight before the show. >D I'm a winnar.

Also, I need to stop RPing until way-later-than-my-bedtime-this-week and write my jump exchange fic which is due, oh, IN A FEW HOURS. I also need to write a research paper proposal which was technically due like, a week ago. Agchk. Not enough time in the day, folks. Not nearly enough.

But Bones last night was amazing. *__* And I need more OP and FT like, now. Come on week, pass faster. Without destroying my brain, preferably. I only just got that back.

So yesterday was quite literally the Day From Hell.

First off, I only got MAYBE 3 hours of sleep. Which is still more than Carie did because she was still up when I left. I left at 7 am to go take my german final and hauled my Life in a Bag with me [aka, the laptop] because I hadn't FINISHED MY PAPER STILL. Which is what happens when you change topics like, three times. *SIGH*

So I took the german final and it wasn't too bad and then hauled my sorry carcass to the library where I grabbed what I've dubbed as My Chair and sat down o get to work. I was barely functioning in English at all, but I persevered and by 11:30 had something somewhat presentable. As such, I allowed myself to get up, leave and finally make a run to the Little Girl's Room. You have no idea how awesome of an incentive that is to finish something. Because if I wanted to BREAK to do it, I'd have had to haul my Life in a Bag with me and PROBABLY would have lost My Chair [it's in a corner right next to a plug so I'm out of the way, can stash my bags by the Card Catalogue and PLUG IN all at once].

So then I went to the IT building because I needed Blue Books and to print because I think every single library computer was occupied. Did that. Also bought a Red Bull and a rice crispy treat because I was starving and falling asleep. And then I went to my second final.

I have never taken a more excruciatingly painful final in my LIFE. It was for Pre-Norman lit. It was nine pages of short answer, discussion and translation and a giant essay that had to utilize at least five of the works we covered this term. FIVE. I'm used to TWO. maybe THREE. But a coherent thesis and FIVE WORKS plus having a PAPER DUE and all that OTHER STUFF? Oh my god he was the devil incarnate for that.

The only upshot is that he gave us t-shirts. The NEORXNAWANG shirts exist. Woot woot.

Came home. Drank a beer. Ate pizza. Collapsed. Am still slightly braindead and have to go say intelligent things about modern poetry innnnn an hour and a half.

Man, finals.

OH AND ON TOP OF IT ALL. When I walked out the door yesterday morning at 7 am it was 70 degrees.

When I woke back up and went outside last night, it was 40 degrees.

WTF GEORGIA.