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Yesterday was the most unproductive day ever. I'm a bit ashamed of myself, honestly. Ah, well. I'll pay for it this week, no doubt. That's what I get. I do hope today won't be too busy.

But, in happier news, it's parzi's birthday. Ah, she is the milk to my cookies, the jam to my peanut butter~ Oh yes, the Bedwyr to my Cei, the Toris to my Feliks! Her name is a golden bell hung in my heart---

Okay, now I'm just being silly. Well, anyway, I think Freddie Mercury can express my sentiment far better than I ever could.

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Mm. So. Today I failed spectacularly at life, but I don't feel too bad about it. However, this will surely catch up with me, probably around... ooh, 1 PM tomorrow. Yes.

*eyes unopened copy of Tristram Shandy, which he is supposed to have read for tomorrow* Yes. Most definitely, I do declare. Oh dear. You know, I thought I would love this class, but I just plain can't get into it. It can't hold my attention. Then again, the other classes don't hold my attention very well either, but this one even less so. I think it's because I actually don't like eighteenth century literature at all. The only reason I loved those classes at my previous school is because I loved the professor. He was just so awesome. Ah, how I miss him, and my other profs too.

Had to go to a dissertation presentation thing today. I was prepared to be bored, but it was actually pretty interesting, even though I know nothing about the subject. Something about a Marxist critique of the Book of Amos. I situated myself in such a way that I could write fanfiction while I listened. It looked like I was just taking notes, ha. Felt like I was in high school again, it did indeed. So, I worked on that big long Eesti fanfic, and listened to the guy go on about shepherds and prophets and class issues and whatever else. Good times. I got about a page and a half written, which isn't too bad, I think.

( Cut for fanfiction babbling )