Economics is kicking my ass.

Sorry everyone, I haven't posted in a while due to the deluge that is the fall of senior year. College applications, yearbook frenzy (I'm on the editing staff), and the research paper from hell all contributed to my general frazzledness this week. I'm skivving off for ten minutes in between paragraphs for the eight-page-monstrosity my economics teacher calls a research paper. It's not too bad, it's just that in between all my other projects, I only started this past week. Not to panic, I planned ahead. I am now at 5 pages, with a good idea of how to get the other three done.

Why am I so organized, you may ask yourself suspiciously. This is very unlike Ciardra. What's up?

Well, tonight I have a poker tournament at Coughing Joy's house, and tomorrow, I'm going to a NaNoWriMo party for writers in my area. (If you haven't checked it out, go to www.nanowrimo.org . I highly suggest it.) That means I've only got until 6 tonite and Sunday to get it done, along with a back-breaking load of homework my evil teachers have unloaded on us. Will I make it? Will I sleep at all on Sunday night? Will I prove my addiction to coffee is a good thing? Will I stop asking stupid questions? Only time will tell.