What the doom?

[evilhippo]

I'm beginning to suspect that this week's unparalleled doom-ness is not really a matter of anything besides the fact that the world just sort of has it in for me. And, apparently, one of my roomies. Maybe it's contagious. Darned if I know... but I hope the world gives up soon because it's really making my life not-fun. Yeesh. Oh and yeah, now I'm sick. I think it's the stress, but great goodness world could you let up on me maybe just a little? Is this punishment for only taking three classes this quarter? Because really, I was expecting more work to do, honest. And I wrote a novel! That's something. I promise I'm not just wasting your time, world. Will you go easy on me tomorrow, at least... when I really have to face my doom and take my physics final.

P.S. World, if you're bored, why don't you make me a new LJ-layout instead? I'm bored with this one, and not good enough to do it myself. Surely that would be more entertaining than making me sick?