Going, Here, Coming

The semester is going. My time in that tiny, dishwasher-less apartment is going. 2011 is going.

The cold is here, but the snow is not. (The construction can continue! Hallelujah!) Working and studying and panicking and flailing are here. Sleeplessness is here, and so are its buddies headaches.

Finals are coming. White Glove is coming. Packing and moving are coming. CHRISTMAS IS COMING. 2012 is coming.


I don't want to deal with any of this right now. I'm going to read this Deadpool comic book and maybe take a power nap. (If I take them on campus, they don't last forever.)