English essay submitted at 7.30am this morning. Should now be smashing out the next one but have zero motivation to do so...

Also, I'm apparently the name oracle... was a great privilege being asked to adjudicate on the potential names for KJG's new daughter!

Determined to smash the rest of this essay out tonight and GET. IT. DONE.

Then it's on to number two over the weekend and as of Monday, my life is my own again. For a few weeks at least.

It's past 10.30pm and I've done fuck all study. At this rate I'm going to have to cancel my Friday night plans.

Why do I always leave shit to the last minute?!?

Exhausted and it's only 8.30pm (and I still have two assignments to write).

I really don't have time to be tired.

So I'm super stoked that Kate McKinnon won another Emmy and was teary when she thanked HRC, but I am SUPER PISSED that Sean Spicer presented and was treated like a king. The man openly lied on behalf of cheeto don for MONTHS and he's suddenly the most popular guy in the room?

Slow going on the studying front today. I think if I had to describe how this week will turn out...

Late night Fringe shows where you catch up with a bunch of ex-students and colleagues that you haven't seen in forever are the best.