I am supposed to be studying. I have a huge speech to give tomorrow, and two papers to turn in.
I am rebelling.
I am working on pictures and cleaning out drawers and making myself notes to remember to send birthday and anniversary cards to obscure friends whose special occasion dates I just happen to remember even though I sometimes struggle to recall my own checking account number.
I am setting myself up for disaster and I have no earthly idea why.
Do you know why?
Will you tell me?
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4 comments:
Ambivalence.
Excitement!
True dat, Laoch.
Excitement indeed, Jim! About everything else except for my homework. Ugh.
because that is what a rebel does - pushes to the limit ... and then pushes some more.
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