I worked until 6 am yesterday and walked home when the sun came up. I didn't know I still had it in me.

Today I found out that the last 200 pages of my textbook are MIA, for which I probably deserve to fail the exam on Tuesday. I will be purchasing my textbook at 8:30 am tomorrow morning and crashing through it in roughly 24 hours.

We go out in style.

I called my best friend and told her that not knowing I was missing half the textbook (by the way, who sells a book in two volumes for one class?) was probably the stupidest thing I've done in awhile.

"No," she said "I think it was probably that time you were drunk in another city twelve hours before writing a final a couple of months ago, and took the overnight bus home wasted, and studied for twenty minutes total while hungover."

"True" I said.