wikijected from the D job, which i was the most excited about.

called back a number on my phone out of hope and desperation, but it was heifer project. ended up buying f and g a flock of chickens and couldn't keep my voice from wavering on the phone.

went running around the block, yelling fuck yous at mf. seriously, i'm so hurt about this it's ridiculous. the dept. i have a crush on won't ask me to the prom, and now i HATE THAT DEPT. SO MUCH. but i would totally go to the prom with them if they asked, of course.

finish the diss, self. get it done. then you can fantasize about quitting, and how you'll tell your committee. but first: WRITE.