this is crazy. of all my coming classwork combined, i will undoubtedly write half a million words this semester. i might be in over my head. way over my head.
at least i got my car back from the shop, and can go and do my own thing now. eh.

i had 4 and a half hours of sleep yesterday night/morning. and it was the night/morning before the first day of school, which is one of the busier days of a semester. i'm hardcore.

...and just as Karma gives me a pat on the back to say, "Hey, you deserve a bit of a reward for all the crap you've had to put up with," it instantly smacks me upside the head, telling me," What a dumbass, did you think you could really get away with it?" I mean, I've once again missed a very amazing opportunity lain on my lap, yet I flub it like a Michael Jordan dunk (sorry about the basketball reference, I've been playing NBA Street vol.2 almost nonstop lately). this missed chance isn't necessarily the only chance i have left at some kind of contentment, but was definitely a sure-shot missed nonetheless.
what to do, what to do? just a rhetorical question, i don't expect an answer anytime soon.