mistake of the week.

I don't really feel like I have any space to make mistakes this week. Unfortunately, last night, in an apparent stroke of brilliance, I drank 3 cups of coffee. At 8pm. It seemed smart at the time, I have this term paper that has been looming for months now (the last 1 of 3 assignments for Cultures of Mod) and I figured I would drink a bunch of coffee and stay up and write it.

The unfortunate fact in this act is that I failed to remember that coffee (like alcohol) hits me like Michigan weather when I walk out of the house: it's not pleasant. By 10pm I was doing swell, feeling the jitters but still ready to sit down at my desk and pound away at the keyboard.

Midnight rolled around and I could not foresee any stopping. My eyes strained but I was certainly fully awake. But, there was a problem. My hype was to the extent in which I couldn't slow down to read coherently. (we're not talking reading The DaVinci Code, we're talking reading literary theory such as Foucault and the likes)

How could I counteract it? Bread? Water? This is not Bacardi O. Could I throw it up? Nope. Probably already absorbed. Heart pounding. Next route, actually write the paper. Two paragraphs and an hour of reading later, the result of my work (which I regarded with a certain amount of confused realization this morning) was hitting the delete button.

The result is that this morning I'm not even at square one yet. This afternoon I have a meeting with my professor to discuss the paper (which is due tomorrow, by the way) and no work to account for. The unfortunate thing is that this paper is the defining factor for whether I'm in the A-realm or B-realm.

Plan 2? No more coffee and no more sleep tonight. (skipping classes tomorrow isn't an option, it's too close to the end)

Ohhh AP.