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Just call me...THE PROCRASTINATOR.

I had nearly a month to write a major essay that was due today in English--I started it last night at 9:00pm. I've got a big essay test in government tomorrow--watch me stay online and ignore my notes. I've got a make-up test in Stats on Wednesday, and I haven't even learned one of the sections on it yet. Also on Wednesday, there's the objective test in government (of which we're taking the essay tomorrow). On Thursday, I've got an essay in Japanese due, and of course I haven't started it yet. Also on Thursday, I'm having a quiz on the geography of India, from a lesson in Pacific Rim that I missed because I was sick. On Friday, I've got a unit test in English.

I think this week wants to kill me. And of course, I've got a few big bruises from sparring last night--there's three people in my swordfighting class, including me, and I'm the only one who hasn't had any previous martial arts training, so I'm at a disadvantage; in sixteen spars so far, I've managed to kill my opponent once--every other time it was me who died. But I'm having fun, so it doesn't matter.

I don't think I'm going to be getting much sleep this week. Too much to do, not enough time. I owe comments to many of you, but I think they're going to have to wait until I get a breather from all this school.

Anyway! Fic that absolutely everyone here has to read:

Abner of Astlegate's Most Splendid Pox by sheafrotherdon.
Summary: Remus is sick, and Sirius is nursemaid. Imagine . . .

It's absolutely brilliant. Go read it now.