writer's block

something really interesting just happened to me. at the beginning of last spring semester i got a notice in the mail saying a book i checked out had been lost and i knew it hadn't. i went around and around with the library services so i wouldn't have to pay the exorbitant fee for losing library stuff, but i ended up paying it anyway. i'm sure some of you even heard me complain about it. it was something like eighty frickin dollars. and guess what i just found while looking under my bed for another book i really need to find. it slipped through the tiny crack between my bedframe and the wall. isn't life a frickin riot??

i have no clue where this other book is but i really need to find it so i can write my history paper. or go buy another copy tomorrow if i have to. or go check out an older edition from the library. arrrrrrgh. not that it would even matter because i have had absolute writer's block when it comes to this paper. i just scrapped a page and a half because i realized it doesn't really address the prompt at all.

stress. eeeeeeet's a keeeeeeeeeeler, sir.