Cruel Feedback Loop of Doom

Gimme an s. S! Gimme a t. T! Gimme an r. Oh to hell with it I am stressed! I am so jittery today I cannot sit still. I have so much to finish in such a short time and the time table of my whole career depends on it. I can't clear my sinuses let alone my head. And the stress from needing to finish these projects soon is effectively preventing me from finishing these projects. What a cruel feedback loop of doom!!! My basest instinct is to burn it all, curl into a ball, and sleep until spring. Obviously this will not do... So I must struggle through it, and I know some of my work is sub par because of it. Which of course freaks me out more then anything. I have this oddity where I would rather not turn something in at all then turn it in imperfect. I am intellectually satomasochistic. Put me out of my misery please!!!

And who the hell willingly chooses to be an entomologist?! I mean seriously people, go out and get layed already! If I have to identify one more diptera by the number of bristles on their hyperpleuron I may lose it and go buggy. Get it? Buggy? Hehehe. Damnit ok so Diptera are insects not bugs but whatever. I officially am a loser. Why did I take this class?!

Buggles...
I mean Huggles! Damnit!