I was just informed that I'm supposed to set the clock an hour forward tonight. That's one less hour for me to work on my paper that's due Monday. A paper I haven't touched since receiving the rough draft - and calling it a rough draft is being overly polite - back on Monday. Now if the rough draft were a complete rough draft of my paper instead of almost half of what it should be and I wasn't told to rewrite major portions of said rough draft, then I would be good to go going into tomorrow. Neither is true.
What a perfect ending to my day. Can't catch a break. I need a hug.
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