Luck is what I’m going to need to get this last paper finished. I’m tired, really tired. I have a headache that just refuses to give up and I have a six hour shift at the store tonight. I’m refusing to feel totally fucked, but am afraid that I might be slightly fucked.

On the brighter side, this is A) the last day of writing papers and B) pay day which means that I can go out and get something super yummy to eat during my lunch break from work.