The Hand

So that merry time is coming, where stress-levels reach Everest heights and exams loom. I now only have two exams left, but the one on Monday will be tough. I simply, literally, did not do any of the reading for the course throughout the entire term. That's hundread of pages to scan in the next five days, and I am going to both work places today, so it's really just thursday through sunday. Bless you, the fourteenth, when all this crap will be over. It doesn't help that I am working all the time, though it's nice that the restaurant likes me well enough to rely on me and extra cash is good, but I worked about 46 hours last week and between two jobs I haven't had a day completely off work in three weeks. The two-ton Hand of Doom is pressing down on me, slowly, inescapably.