It's easy enough to kill oneself. Basically just keep piling on the things one needs to get done... piling and piling until one breaks and decides to go jump off a parking structure. Or maybe that's just the result of compilers.

In any case... I'm now really feeling the stress again. I have so many things to get done, and I'm not honestly seeing myself with having all that much time to get them done. I've got to cut back somewhere along the line, and I don't know where that'll be. I'll probably have to restrict the Olympics watching, that's for sure. And ushering too... I can't keep up.

And classes... ugh... classes. I don't want to think about them at all.

Last week's FF to come soon. I really like the idea, but I really don't feel like sitting here and typing out responses to them. Maybe later.

And what's sad is that I'm taking the time to go through and type this all out, when I really don't have the spare time.

Bah...