revising.

for at least one of my LIT227 essays it has turned into a rewrite, adding a secondary source and restructuring the argument with a clear thesis.

I'm sitting in the hallway, waiting for the caffeine to kick in and for the words to flow.
I'll probably make coffee in about half an hour.

and I'm planning to stay up until I can get into the computer lab to print everything and put it all together.
I want to turn these things in by 10:30.

This is what I get for not following my schedule.
I wrote out what I was going to do for every day last week.
I had "revise essay" on there about five times, and I didn't do it at all.
So now it's Sunday night (Monday morning), the portfolios are due at noon (nine hours), and I have no desire to write.

Two and a half left: Illegal Immigration for PHIL150, and "The Torment of the Dream" and "Odysseus' Women" for LIT227. I'd say it's going pretty well. I've got some mint tea, some Landon Pigg, and my favorite laundry room smell.

that's all for now.