anger_frog

Only two more papers and I'm done. Weeks of sleeping whenever I can, and having projects that don't need 1 inch margins are becoming clear across the horizon. Well, three tests too, but only one is comprehensive, and I could do it in my sleep. One paper is the most important, the English final paper, because that is my major. Just a matter of tackling when I'm rested tomorrow, and the criterion of the elements of effective argument shall be my bitch. The other is kind of quirky, which is how I planned it. The public speaking teacher has no showed so many days this semester, that she cancelled the final and decided to make the persuasive speech the final. I was dreading having to fake pathological concern over another dead horse issue until I managed to sell her on something a bit askew. Instead of being Pro-choice, pro-gay marriage, or pro-Canadian drug imports for the millionth time this semester, I pitched a different route. What if my persuasive speech was a 5 minute pick-up line? I would ask the audience to imagine themselves in an overcrowded night club, watching intently as I try to seduce a woman with statistical facts and a cheap visual aid pasted upon posterboard! As soon as the teacher giggled mischievious as I pitched the concept, I had a flood of creativity, the first natural rush of ideas I've had in weeks. I have it all planned in my head, and I've even finding myself practicing bits of the speech while driving. A couple of friendly ex's (one of which being the most recent) agreed to give "sexual testimonials". I got the first one back tonight; I'd show you here but I'm afraid I'd embarrass her. Just so you know, all names and faces will be changed to protect the innocent (or maybe not-so-innocent); I insisted on that. The other main points will be scientific facts and funny anecdotes. For a class that I hate, I'm actually starting to fun doing things again.

I've arranged to play hooky today, so that I may catch up on my sleep and hopefully undo some the mental exhaustion my self-imposed work schedule has inflicted. This is good, cause I still can't sleep, and I don't know how many 3 hours of sleep days I can pull before the damage shifts to physical.

I'm running out of things to say. I'm guessing the next minutes will either involve sleep or drive-thru breakfast. Either one would be good about around now.