all i need is the air i breathe




the word on Sunday, November 06, 2005 is:


mark is right. the As are like a terminal disease. every night when i try to go to sleep i get "end of the world thoughts", start thinking about all the work which i haven't done, how screwed i am for which papers, how i'll get a string of everything but As, and then have to resist compulsive urges to jump out of bed and start doing work all over again.

it's like caffeine except not quite.