dear god in heaven, get me through one more day.

I don't know what I think about the whold world of religion, but if there is a god, please, please, please get me through the next 24 hours and please make them good. please cut all internet access until I need to download some jstor article on surrealism, thereby limiting me of my means of endless procrastination. strike the people next to me with instaneous larygitis so that they will shut the hell up. and please, please, please don't let that annoying library intercom voice annoy me like it does everyday. with these three simple steps, I may just have a productive afternoon and evening, only to go home, preferably via a non-smelly and somewhat clean, bus for a night of concise sentences and original points.