2001-03-06

Current Mood: stressed
Current Music: vivaldi - summer (from the 4 seasons)

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This stupid paper just doesn't want to be written!
ARGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
I need bouncier music I think. All this classical is starting to put me to sleep. And it's only 1:20... *sigh*

me: but mr. paper man, I don't wanna be up all night!
mr. paper man: TOUGH! Suck it up procrastination boy!
me: wah!!!
mr. paper man: *smack*
me: ouch... *rubs cheek sullenly* Fine. You can make me work...
mr. paper man: but?
me: but you'll never take, MY HALF-FULL PICKLE JAR!
mr. paper man: *confused look*
me: oh bugger off. I like pickles.
mr. paper man: Mwuhahahaha! You just ate your last one!
me: AHHHHH!!!!!!!! Shit! Totally lacking in procrastination material now!
me: oO(wait, what am I doing now?)
me: Woohoo! Successful procrastination!

Ok, back to beat mr. paper man into submission.
mr. paper man: oh baby, come beat me.
me: shaddup.

Current Mood: stressed
Current Music: vivaldi - summer (from the 4 seasons)

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Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Techno remix of the pacman arcade game music.

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working on the paper again. woohoo.
Get this:

Here we see documented proof of a surgical placebo effect. The idea that the patient went through surgery to repair a problem in their body had such profound effects on their mental state that they managed to recover from their affliction without the surgery having any potency in and of itself.

:o)

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Techno remix of the pacman arcade game music.

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working on the paper again. woohoo.
Get this:

Here we see documented proof of a surgical placebo effect. The idea that the patient went through surgery to repair a problem in their body had such profound effects on their mental state that they managed to recover from their affliction without the surgery having any potency in and of itself.

:o)

Current Mood: grumpy
Current Music: Kermit and Big Bird, stoned off their asses.

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Finally done that damn paper. And it's only 8:30 AM.
Can't meet the girl for breakfast like I was hoping to. *sigh*
Time to take a shower and go to my painfully long day of classes with no time for lunch.
Fukin bad week.

Current Mood: grumpy
Current Music: Kermit and Big Bird, stoned off their asses.