I'm not an addict, maybe that's a lie...

I've had a pretty steady flow of caffeine in my body over the last week or so. There were a few fleeting moments when I toyed with the idea of an espresso IV drip.

A little bit of life happened, so I briefly put school on hold, which meant that when I put life back in its proper place on the back burner and academia returned to priority #1, I was an eensy bit behind in my studies. You really can't slack off for a day or two in this place... it'll bite you in the ass. So before my 6-hour afternoon/evening nap today, I had slept a grand total of eleven hours in the last three days (that means I was awake for 61 out of 72 hours - yikes!).

I have thus far been fortunate enough to avoid contracting the flu of doom, despite the recent near epidemic-level outbreak of it on campus (distastefully dubbed "flunami" by my fellow newspaper staffers). Even though I've been vaccinated (I'm "high risk" 'cause of my asthma), I'm not holding out much hope for remaining healthy, as my roommate has been deathly ill for the last two days. I may swing by the Student Health (Death) Center tomorrow to see if they've got any of that "preventative" medication.

So I'm taking the evening off from school work, as I only have one class tomorrow. The weekend will be an academic extravaganza of paper-writing and more reading than is realistically possible to complete in the alloted period of time. I see it as a challenge. I can almost hear the Mission Impossible-esque voice-over warning me that the message will self-destruct. But for now, I blog and play my guitar, having discovered an excellent website with K's Choice tabs. (Remember them? Belgian band from the 90s with the really skinny, kinda interesting-looking lead singer chick?)