i'm tired. i'm sick. i'm ready for this whole show to be over and out of the ring. i want it to be two weeks from tomorrow now so i can be on a flight out of here. and damn do i want finals to never come. so yeah, that's where i'm at right now and it ain't gonna get any better. so yeah, i just posted about three different poem ideas i've had, i'm not sure if i'll explore them more, maybe i will. it's just a matter of me not having any time for anything right now. sucks. at least i'm still writing down ideas. i'm still pretty bitter but i'm trying to add a bit of humor where it feels appropriate. i'm still coughing...i'm onto virus number two and i've been sick for a week and a half. yeah, there's my bitch plug against viruses. i can't wait to have them sequenced so we can obliterate strains from the planet with a few enzymes or restriction proteins. can't wait. i'm a fairly sickly person. this isn't necessarily a new thing but it's within the past few years that this has happened. i think since i got mono my junior year, basically. so...working on four years...but ever since then my immune system just doesn't work like it should. and school doesn't help, the stress kicks my little ass. so yeah, woooo. i'm going to go now, i'm tired, i'm sick, i'm going home to rest. yay life!