I also just realized that I'll still be on them come Friday, which means no drinking at my Last Big Semester Party Ever. Which *blows* because I am throwing it, and damn if I didn't *seriously* need the edge taken off last term. Of course, this time I seem to be just "throwing" it and have no doubt forgotten eighteen different necessary things that will result in us having no party. And I really do care about that... at least, on a theoretical level. This year I haven't even been able to ass myself to *check* the state of the library to see if it can be used as a bar-back, let alone actually clean it up.
I can only think how much worse this would all be if I *was* in school, because right now my semester of "let's leave school so there will be no sickness and everything will be FINE" is shaping up really shoddily.
It will be a miracle of Biblical proportions if I make it to meeting tonight. Lamest. Social chair. EVER.
-- Little Red, who currently hates and is hated by the word in equal measure.