*head desk*

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I had five readings for class tomorrow. As of right now, my bed time, I've done one of them. Crap. I've been struck by a major case of the lazies lately, which I don't have time for. That and smut rising in my brain whenever I try to work doesn't help. Plus, I appear to have mood swings. Well, I always, anyway. Why couldn't this class be on religion instead of politics? I'd be all over the readings then. I should have gone with the sustainable development course. Though the reading I did..um, read, was interesting, though that probably was because it deal with the military and I have this weird hate/fascination with it and why they were able to take over the government. Hence my choosing of caudillos as the topic of my last essay. Maybe I should do something on that for the essay for this course.

Bed now. I got only six hours of sleep last night. And I seriously have to start working on my next essay. It's more on the Bourbon Reforms, though, so I'm a quarter of the way done already.

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As of right now, my bed time, I've done one of them. Crap. I've been struck by a major case of the lazies lately, which I don't have time for. That and smut rising in my brain whenever I try to work doesn't help.

Yeah, I should probably be sympathetic here but I'm laughing my arse off. I'm so glad this doesn't just happen to me. :)

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It's not funny. *curls into a corner* It happens to me all teh time. It's so annoying. I shouldn't be having smutty thoughts when reading about military politics. Then again, I get some of my best ideas that way.

I'm totally ogling your icon. Mmmm.

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Yes, yes it is. *offers blanket and tea*

Except when you get to the stage when you've written 0 words of dissertation and five fanfics in the course of a week. Then you just have to kill yourself.

Or distract yourself with icons...

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I'm reaching that stage now. The library books are sitting there, piling up and I've only looked at one of them. And now I¿m hungry again, which doesn't help.

*ogles icon again* Okay, see? How am I supposed to get any work done with you tantalizing me like this?