Well, I finished my Arthurian Legend paper at about 5:30am. I don't know why but I feel like sh*t. I feel like my stomach is in knots and my fingers feel all rubbery. Anyway, I just sent it to the printer and now I have to revise it. I don't even want to know about Arthur anymore. My paper is bad. Probably the worst I've ever written. Anyway, if you see me today and it looks like I'm about to hurl, just step back slowly and make no sudden moves. I just might. You never know.

Appraiser guy called yesterday and set up a time to come by. Tomorrow he will be by the apartment between 2 and 5. Let's see what he has to say. Sorry guys, no physical and or mental anguish coming from me. Anyway, hope this is almost over.

Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep...