*yawn*

So, I'm at the house. I decided to play hooky tomorrow because I'm so freaking exhausted. I agonized so much over the last several days about my reporting class stuff that I didn't get enough sleep, and I just wanted to curl up with M and the cats and pretend the rest of the world doesn't exist. I have a lot left to do in the three weeks left, and I really need to just rest up to be ready for it all.

onehitwnderbard, if you go to class tomorrow, can you let me know if there's anything important I miss? I'm a little nervous that we haven't had any other quizzes yet, and I suspect he's going to spring one on us without warning. Probably tomorrow, with my luck. I brought my textbook and coloring book home with me, though, so I can at least do some studying to make up for missing 2 1/4 classes this week (I dashed out early Wednesday so I could finish typing up my last follow article that was due in an hour... gah.)

I'm probably going to spend the whole weekend trying to pick up the house. It's a complete pit right now, mostly because M hasn't been home much in the last couple of weeks, and when he has been, he's been too tired to do anything more than feed the cats.

I did get one amusing note yesterday. I asked the department manager about applying for the major and internships and stuff, and she noted that the chair wanted to talk to me about possibly working up a new reporter guide for the Front. Heh. I'm getting myself in trouble, I think...