you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears.

I should be writing two papers right now. And learning for my exams.

But no, here I sit and play The Sims: Makin' Magic. Yes. You read that right. I'm playing Sims.

Hell, I even made a Holmes family, with Holmes, Watson, two cats called Irene Adler and Lestrade, and two dogs, Mrs Hudson and Gladstone. Oh, and Holmes and Watson adopted a baby girl. Her name is Mary and she's a hardcore slasher. Because I say so. Also because when they were on vacation, she walked on her daddies "having fun" in a cheesy pink bed, walked past them like nothing has happened, turned the computer on and started playing. But I mean, come on. We all know she was writing a live action slashfic.

So, I have a project about globalization to finish until Wednesday. Actually, I haven't even started. Oh fuck it.

And then there's this paper about my favorite online dictionary due January 17th. And psychology exam on the 19th.

Oh and it turns out that I'm the only single left amongst my friends, and my flatmate keeps on rubbing my nose in it--

And she just called me, trying to make me leave the apartment and get a life. Aw dammit.

HOLY CRAP, TODAY'S "THE DOWN LOW" :D