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Mar. 15th, 2004 03:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lykomancerAHHHH!
Wow, I just realized how insane the next twenty-four hours are going to be.
I have to eat supper-- my one meal of the day-- and then at 6 I have a Grindstone paper meeting (dealing with Carl; oh... goodie...); at 7 I've agreed to go out to supper with Tom, who's up from the cities only until tomorrow morning, and though he wants to get me plowed I can't; I have to have either my capstone outline or the abstract done by tomorrow morning; I don't yet know whether Julie agreed to switch meeting times with me, so I don't know what's going on with my VERY IMPORTANT meeting with Cynthia tomorrow; I have my physical tomorrow afternoon for the Peace Corps, and I have to remember to take all of my paperwork with me and cash my birthday check from Heather and Akia; I have a panel discussion tomorrow evening at 6 about gay marriage, and I'm pretty sure I'm just gonna take my notes and wing it.
Add in the fact that one of my baby rats escaped its cage and is loose in Kris's house with two dogs and four cats-- not to mention the five humans-- and there are a few other weird bits going on... Oh, God.
And I can't forget archery tomorrow.
Or that I'm working for Banner tomorrow, not Carol. And that I have to skip out of work early to see if Julie did agree to switch meeting times.
And that Bruce agreed to give me a ride to the doctor's office if I call and remind him
The problem is that I am now so stressed thinking about all this I am overwhelmed. I have two hours to eat and whatever before my newspaper meeting, and I doubt my ability to use them productively 'cause my mind is zipping along at break-down speed thinking about everything else.
Damn.
*breaths*
Will try to think happy thoughts and work on my abstract. I should be able to get that done before I have to leave.
Wow, I just realized how insane the next twenty-four hours are going to be.
I have to eat supper-- my one meal of the day-- and then at 6 I have a Grindstone paper meeting (dealing with Carl; oh... goodie...); at 7 I've agreed to go out to supper with Tom, who's up from the cities only until tomorrow morning, and though he wants to get me plowed I can't; I have to have either my capstone outline or the abstract done by tomorrow morning; I don't yet know whether Julie agreed to switch meeting times with me, so I don't know what's going on with my VERY IMPORTANT meeting with Cynthia tomorrow; I have my physical tomorrow afternoon for the Peace Corps, and I have to remember to take all of my paperwork with me and cash my birthday check from Heather and Akia; I have a panel discussion tomorrow evening at 6 about gay marriage, and I'm pretty sure I'm just gonna take my notes and wing it.
Add in the fact that one of my baby rats escaped its cage and is loose in Kris's house with two dogs and four cats-- not to mention the five humans-- and there are a few other weird bits going on... Oh, God.
And I can't forget archery tomorrow.
Or that I'm working for Banner tomorrow, not Carol. And that I have to skip out of work early to see if Julie did agree to switch meeting times.
And that Bruce agreed to give me a ride to the doctor's office if I call and remind him
The problem is that I am now so stressed thinking about all this I am overwhelmed. I have two hours to eat and whatever before my newspaper meeting, and I doubt my ability to use them productively 'cause my mind is zipping along at break-down speed thinking about everything else.
Damn.
*breaths*
Will try to think happy thoughts and work on my abstract. I should be able to get that done before I have to leave.
