Embryo of Philosophy

Bad news: I feel like shit. I'm emotionally and physically drained, and I still have to write papers and take two finals. I'm not sure I can make it without just dropping dead of exhaustion.

Good news: I got the job at Blockbuster! It should pay me good money, and cataloging and managing a video collection should look better on a resume than grocery store work when looking for a library job.

Also going to see Sweeney Todd with tekararogue tonight. Yay free movie at CU! I'm going to try and not compare it with the stage version too much. Johnny Depp's singing voice sounded like crap in the trailers. I am prepared for this. Helena Bonham Carter will be no Angela Lansbury. (I have the original Broadway cast recording.) I am also prepared for this.

I'm also going to see the play at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts on June 21! Yay!

Bad news: I seem to have lost my fanfic notebook permanently. This seriously depresses me. Like whoa.

Good news: I've got an interview at Blockbuster for a summer job. Wish me luck.

I finally turned in my super late religious studies paper. Only over a week late! I have another one due tomorrow. If you think that I've started, then you haven't been paying attention.

I could ponder why I'm like this, but I haven't found the answer yet, so I don't see why today should be any different.

The thing I'm pretty sure I should feel guilty about? When other people on my friends list talk about having similar problems, I think "Oh, thank god it's not just me." I shouldn't feel good that people I like are having difficulties, but knowing that intelligent people whom (...or is it who?) I like and respect struggle with the same things that I do (I first typed that as "due"-- Freudian slip) makes me feel less worthless. And I could do with feeling a little less worthless.

I'll end this here. I have important procrastinating to do.