Breathing is optional, living is not

[varadia]

I have this paper I should be writing. I don't want to write it. I am staring at my blinking cursor. This is frustrating. I have to buy forty bagels for Sunday. I have to sell CD's tomorrow night for my orchestra concert. I have to play solos. I have a solo in my clarinet recital on Tuesday. I need to do laundry. My hip hurts. I need to get rid of this sore throat. I have a test in Med. Chem. on Monday. I need to read some articles. I really need to start my ylide paper.

And I'm completely freaking out. I have no idea why.

God buggering damn it.

Thank you for your time.