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The South African Siren departed for New York City yesterday morning, cursing the weather, and is now in the Seychelles, taking pictures of cocktails and tagging the umbrellas as me.
I hate her so much right now I can almost forget I'm a human icicle. Welcome to Ithaca: one long ice-cream headache.
In the next sixty hours I need to: learn conflicts doctrine; learn conflicts theory; go to conflicts study session knowing nothing about a) conflicts doctrine and b) conflicts theory; return all the library books ever; print tickets; print off flight details; take conflicts exam, oh god; run home after exam and pack up my entire apartment and everything in it into eight quite small boxes; clean from top to bottom including Suspicious Black Mould; write letter to letting agency; catch 6am bus to NYC.
Oh, and sleep, I guess. Maybe.
Seriously unimpressed with life at the moment. Hate conflicts.
eta: also yuletide! IT IS A HOLLOW LAUGHTER. I can totally write 1000 words on a plane on no sleep. Liek, totally.
I hate her so much right now I can almost forget I'm a human icicle. Welcome to Ithaca: one long ice-cream headache.
In the next sixty hours I need to: learn conflicts doctrine; learn conflicts theory; go to conflicts study session knowing nothing about a) conflicts doctrine and b) conflicts theory; return all the library books ever; print tickets; print off flight details; take conflicts exam, oh god; run home after exam and pack up my entire apartment and everything in it into eight quite small boxes; clean from top to bottom including Suspicious Black Mould; write letter to letting agency; catch 6am bus to NYC.
Oh, and sleep, I guess. Maybe.
Seriously unimpressed with life at the moment. Hate conflicts.
eta: also yuletide! IT IS A HOLLOW LAUGHTER. I can totally write 1000 words on a plane on no sleep. Liek, totally.
