So I'd been working pretty well for about three nights until school started, and that totally altered my system/work routine. Despite being sick today, I decided that, well. I'm already stuck at home anyway so might as well do something with myself that was productive. I'm up to page 17 of this God forsaken first chapter and I'm fairly sure I still have a little more to go.
Clearly, thesis is winning this fight. The whore.
But! I'm quite proud that I've progressed from 9 to 17 pages. That means, yay, I made 8 pages. And, really. For those that think writing is easy, go suck a spike covered penis. Really. Unless you're into that sort of thing. In which case, I just hope you fall face first into a pica pica pile.
Other than that, I have gotten some stuff in the mail (don't worry Tovi, I'll pay you tomorrow!). I just haven't been in the mood or condition to try stuff on and prance. That and my camera is stupid. Really. I need to get it fixed, but I don't have a back-up camera and I would feel naked without a camera!
I think I'm going to go to sleep soon...after all I have a fever and I've been awake far too long. Sick people need their rest.