. april 6, 2003 .

I am so fucking punch drunk right now that it's not even funny. I've been marking papers for 12 hours in a row. I'm at the sick, giddy point where even looking at a stapled bundle of hand-written papers makes me want to vomit uncontrollably.

I have an evaluation meeting tomorrow. I'm thinking quite seriously of begging off due to extreme dizziness. I mean, what kind of person holds a meeting despite illness? Of course, I happen to look run over as well, I doubt it would work if I was all "hail fellow, well met." I am the real deal.

I can't even connect to the Internet! God, I hate the world.