I am indeed in tune with every note of thy great harmony, especially when you throw this sort of thing my way. My professor just called and flaked out on our meeting, and said I can just mail "The Paper" to his house today. And he either completely forgot about "The Other Paper" or that I said I'd give him 2 papers at all, or he doesn't want to grade two papers, or he wants to give me slack because he knows I'm too uptight and pressuring myself.
So I don't have to haul ass to write another paper for Friday.
Saved!
I can go to the coffeeshop and read Proust.
I will find my bike helmet and ride my bike to the allergist.
I will later mess about with poetry and making something for Saturday's show.
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