My brother just gave me my Christmas present early- it's The Dark Knight, so, y'know, AWESOME.
Question is- WHY DOES HE HATE ME SO MUCH??? Would a decent person give the gift of Gary Oldman, Heath Ledger, & Aaron Eckhart when I have 5 different papers due the next day?
I also have a final for American Art History, but since I thought I bombed the last one, and I got a B (89.5! A half-point from an A!), I feel that maybe that should be the least of my worries, maybe. I'm also annoyed, because I was going to try and knock these out this past weekend, and I kept crashing hard and waking up late. Yesterday I conked out before I could even open my notes, while clutching my still-warm (but thankfully empty) mug. Today was spent working, going to the Getty for an assignment, & racing back for work.
My pneumonia is so not going to appreciate this all-nighter I'm about to pull.