when it's good, it's so so good, then it's gone, gone, it's gone

I've just completed my most hellish weekend yet this year. Let me regale you all with the awfulness of it:

* Really, horribly, debilatatingly sick
* I had a capital punishment paper due Friday at 4
* Senior sem discussion leadership reading to complete by Sunday at 7 pm
* Deutsche, Tuerken, Juden paper due Monday at 9 am
* Two football games
* Final fulbright application due at noon on Monday
* Organizing Juan Melendez took over my life - but Maxey was overflowing tonight, making so incredibly happy that this event went well.


And I'm done. Spent. So tired it hurts. I went to bed at 2 last night and got up again at 5 am. Argh, sometimes I just want to drop out of school and become a ... I don't know. Something without responsibility. I seem to attract that type of shit. Did I mention that I'm re-presenting my Dublin award research on Nov. 3 at the installation of the president? And that I'm on the organizing committee for the Undergrad Conference? Shoot me now, I say, shoot me NOW. But not before I can get some sleep. And sudafed.