God. Today I hate myself, and I hate the world, and no amount of rationalization is making me feel better. But this, too, shall pass. I've been running on an emotional high this week and with the end of the semester approaching and everything tumbling through my head I'm not in terribly good mental shape. But I've got too much to do to be curling up in bed and growling at the world. So... despite the fact that it sucks and despite the fact that I have no motivation whatsoever, I'm going to spend at least a good hour or three today trying to get some work done.
I think this will require caffiene. And chocolate.