Good Gods, This /Week/

This week has been composed of so much FAIL that it cannot be contained in a single week, and has spilled over into the weekend and quite possibly next week as well. 

I woke up this morning (okay 1pm but still) to a rather diapporving email from my SLE prof asking if I could turn my paper (due on Tues) in any time soon. Which, yeah, I still haven't started, so now I feel horribly guilty, since Rashi is AWESOME and just about the best secton leader ever, and I'm being horribly lame about this. I may have promised him I'd turn it in by dinner tomorrow. Oh, tonight's going to fuuuuun.

I may or may not actually be coming home for spring break. The original plan, of course, was for my mom to give me money and for me to buy plane tickets and then go back to New Mexico. But my mom, of course, is a useless flake. Break's in two and a half weeks, and she keeps saying she's going to put the money in my account and then /not/ doing it, and it's maybe a little premature to be freaking out about this, but I am. I dunno, you'd think I'd know better than to expect my mom to pull through on things. It's just setting myself up for disappointment, anyway. 

I've been listening to The Used all afternoon, and that probably isn't helping my mood much *shrugs*

Anyway, I'm going to hide under the blankets and watch Gundam or something for awhile  and see if it helps.