the Dalaverse

Sigh. I have football on TV today, the house to myself and the Star Wars Holiday Special (complete with vintage 1978 commercials) on my laptop. And I can't enjoy any of it because I have a stupid giant paper to write. It's no longer the thesis, mind - it is now the paper. Because it's easier to wrap my brain around a paper.

My goal is to have it sent off by 4 am - that way it'll be sitting in Darren's inbox when the business day starts. Of course, my previous goal was to have it sent off by midnight Friday, and we can all see how well that turned out.

Well, I did promise Meg that I wouldn't watch the Special until we can gather about with lots and lots of alcohol.

::whines:: My parents got to go to the gaaaaame! I can't find my Sean Taylor jersey. And I was supposed to get a paycheck yesterday but I did not, and I have no idea why.

Today is the suck. I'm at least gonna read the paper before I get cracking.

ETA: Okay, so I bought myself paid time to get my icons back. It helps with the cheering. Witness my shiny sparkly new 'Growing Up Cullen' icon!