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I wrote this at like 4 AM last night, but forgot to actually post it.

I knew things were bad when I started listening to "Thats the way it is" by Celine Dion for inspiration, and put the word 'archaeology' in every time it says 'love'. Did you know that archaeology is going to conquer it all? I just need to keep on believing. I also need to stop sleeping, which will be a cinch due to the gallons of coffee I've been drinking. I kind of have that feeling that I get sometimes when I'm driving on the freeway--if I turn my steering wheel for one second, I could slam my car into a semi-truck and die or get seriously maimed for the rest of my life. I could just go to bed, not work, then fail out of school for slacking off for one day. I know this sounds like I'm discouraged or depressed or stressed, but I'm not sure why I just think its really funny. I guess its because I don't have the perfectionist's fear of failure, I think that utter failure is hilarious, so the potential for failure is also pretty funny. I get bummed over Cs, but 14%s just make me smile.

I just found out that I have TWENTY chapels left. That's just ridiculous. I swear I do this every semester.

I hate war. No Lizzy, I'm not becoming pacifist on you, but I'm so sick of reading about battles between Sumerian city-states that I could easily become one. It's just really confusing and boring. Not to mention depressing.

Uh, so I normally don't think these things are very funny, but I'm so delerious that this made me cry with laughter when I stumbled across it:
Gravity dosen't exist. Mr. T just pities everything to stay down. Birds and planes are exempt beacuse they are shaped like Ts.