Feb. 6th, 2005

icepixie: (headdesk)
4,000 words. And I'm NOT. FREAKING. DONE.

*headdesk*

When I announce intentions of writing an essay on Yeats again, someone please remind me that I'm far too verbose when it comes to that topic.
icepixie: (Default)
Final rough draft word count: 4,007.

Pezzers, please tell me one of y'all can edit that down to around 3700 or so, if not to the actual, technical, maxmimum word count of 3360, 'cause I just can't. I'm out, done, finito. I refuse to look at this paper for another eight hours or so.

It occurs to me that, lengthwise--if definitely not qualitywise--I've just written the equivalent of senior English comps.

Huh.

(Also, that Kelly Clarkson song? Is kinda sappy, but really, really catchy. Except I totally confused her with country singer Terri Clark at first, and wondered why the song wasn't twangy for the longest time...)

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