may I just say...

I hate the summer. I hate the summer. I hate the summer. Strange how much I've dreaded the summer approaching ever since I started grad school. There is summer funding and unfinished projects looming ahead, not to mention talking to advisors about my plans. I've spent the last two days loafing, sleeping, and feeling rather guilty about the whole thing as I have deadlines to meet within days. I can't seem to want to get my crap together. Mother of universe, send some inspiration my way. Please let me just get through this coming week, and let it all be over.