stunt_muppet

I am also really, emphatically not ready for my next exam. Nor the one after that, come to think of it, but the one after that's Chemistry, and I'm not expecting much better than a C on that in the best of circumstances. But this one? Thought I was ready for it. Remembered that I don't actually know which one was Surrey and which one was Sidney. I can name you Donne and Shakespeare and Herbert and Marvell, but after that I get confused.

Oh, and I never did read The Country Wife. Suppose I should do that. The hell I'm finishing all the bits of Paradise Lost I skipped in one night.

Of course, this all means I ultimately have that much less time to study for chemistry.

I wish I could write something. I've reached that weird place where my distracted, aimless desire to write is enough to distract me from productive studying but not enough to actually get anything written. Not even the ficcish equivalent of fluffernutter. It's not a happy place and I don't want to be in it anymore. *pout*

Anyway, am doing laundry and checking LJ as a bit of a break, and, yeah, basically a pointless post, I suppose. Waiting for my laundry to be done.