Cat lover.

Today

him: why cant i just say F*** DATING HUMANS and just marry my cat..?

me: Because the sex would be unenjoyable.

him: at least i wont have to put up with redundant ass conversations.....

me: But again: unenjoyable sex. Plus, there's something about licking oneself repeatedly that should bother you.

him: * sigh * im still gonna consider it...

*** is offline.

Bwahahaha.

:)

Dragging.

So, once I saw this wonderfully horrible movie. It was about the post-civil war South and how it basically sucked hot monkey balls for African Americans down there, back then (not that its all fixed now, but there is a significant decrease in lynchings since then).

Any who, at some point (and this is in the least form of explicit detail that I can put it in), someone is being dragged across the ground. Now, every time I think of the word "dragging," because I associate "drag" with dressing up as the opposite gender, I think of this image. Horrible isn't it?

So, I am standing here (yep, standing) trying to write a post about how I've been dragging myself through my classes, jobs, relationships, for a little while now... a little while too long.

Note:

an ellipses [...] actually has spaces in between the dots,

and before, and after, the ellipses itself.

But, yeah. I. Am. Exhausted. I never thought it would be so hard to make it through a busy day, but it gets harder when you realize that said day ends at 10:30pm, and that you have easily four hours of homework to do to make it through your very small close encounter with the professor classes.

So, I've been dragging myself through it. I have strapped my mind to the truck of graduation, and have been dragging it through the academic dusty dirt road.

And I have 4 more weeks left til summer.
It feels like an eternity.
An eternity compacted into 30 days.