Roommate on crack again. *points at subject line* She made me facepalm earlier. Literally.
I think I played piano for about seven hours today. And almost all Sondheim. *dies*
But I can't die. I have to write/rewrite the first chapter of my novel before nine-o-clock tomorrow morning. Probably about eight or nine pages. At the approximate rate of a paragraph an hour. And tomorrow I have class pretty much solid until 6 PM, whereupon I get to eat dinner, do physics homework, and write OLDfic.
*wonders if she'll sleep at all*
I think I played piano for about seven hours today. And almost all Sondheim. *dies*
But I can't die. I have to write/rewrite the first chapter of my novel before nine-o-clock tomorrow morning. Probably about eight or nine pages. At the approximate rate of a paragraph an hour. And tomorrow I have class pretty much solid until 6 PM, whereupon I get to eat dinner, do physics homework, and write OLDfic.
*wonders if she'll sleep at all*