This is my state of mind, recorded in the margins of my research essay notes.
Gent: Sir, you don't have any legs.
Sir: Ahh! Thank you, gent. (Falls down).
Edifying! Did you ever wonder what I scribble on the sides of my pages when I'm not fully engaged in studious, studiary, studying? Well, I don't care if you didn't, now you know.
This concludes my theatrical interlude, as my essay is headed this way, and it looks both quarrelous and ornery.
I don't hate deadlines, I like deadlines, they just have such a malicious dislike for me that I avoid them whenever possible.
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