Blog post from the edge

I'm trying to keep my marbles together desperately. This week completely blind-sided me. It's been like the Seven Circle of of Dante's HELL. I present the ethnographic evidence:

• A draft of my Master's Thesis is due in 19 hours and I have 0 pages written on the screen (although I've been writing avidly in my head since July, however. That'll do me a lot of good.)
  
• I had a draft of my first intensely theoretical geography paper due on Monday. I actually found myself using words like "socio-spatial circuits," whatever the hell those are
• Woke up and graded roughly 200 pages of undergraduate writing (shudder)
• I have to present four articles in my feminist geography class tomorrow morning at the barbaric hour of 8:00AM
• We are reading roughly 345 articles on the uncontroversial and highly specified topic of "The Israeli-Palestinian conflict" for my religion and violence class Thursday. I haven't even gotten a chance to LOOK at them, must less write the reaction paper due by Wed. night.

Plus...my iPod was stolen. Yes, from our party. I looked all over, but there was definitely a theft. I could tell by the fact that whatever Einstein stole it left the adapter plugged into the wall. Mom and Dad, please dont' kill me. I already feel bad enough living a tuneless life. It was kind of dying anyway. Now I am as well.

Sniffle. Please feel bad for me. Then send me some good mix CDs and cookies. Thank you.