Theatre paper. Check. Political science paper. Check. Shakespeare paper. Check. Novel paper. Not check. Three finals. Not check. One more paper and three finals to go and I am blowing this Popsicle stand.
New fear development: getting my 50 pound suitcase, second rolling bag, and backpack through the tube station and to the airport in time for my 11:20am flight. Prediction: there will be sweat mixed with those tears.
Also, Leeland. They're pretty great with their music and whatnot. Check 'em out. Mostly Great Awakening: I wonder.
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