I never knew that delerium and calm could go hand in hand. It's rather strange - I couldn't get to sleep last night because of all the assignments looming over my head, but at the same time, I knew that I could still graduate (albeit with bad grades). I did get to cut down on the amount of assignments, though, by finishing my Grad Writers Workshop stories early and reading a lot on James Joyce. Hopefully, a twenty minute speech will pour forth from me tomorrow.

If only Joyce would have embraced a label, I'd be fine. But noooo, he had to include both strong naturalism in his heavily symbolist works. He had to reject nationalism on the surface just to embrace it subtlely.

He's not making things easy for me.

Of course, there's always the two scripts, "Animal Farm" paper, Russian homework, Russian Exam, Marxist Political theory exam, and two short stories to revise to keep my mind off of Joyce.

But nothing could be as bad as getting your jaw popped back into place. Nothing. Thus, my calm.