too old for this shit
apparently i'm incapable of pulling an all-nighter anymore. it's only 2:30 and i'm closer to throwing up than writing anything intelligible about john donne. the bastard. i've only had three cups of coffee but i'm headache ridden and still tired and just feel like absolute crap. and i've got about 8 pages of bullshit but no thesis. that's the problem with reading a lot of criticism first i guess. i can see that truly everything's already been said. fuckin' critics. course they've had over 300 yrs. to write about the holy sonnets. not fair.
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