Haven't I?

So I haven't died... yet. Finals time has arrived and has brought its minions, ulcer and stress hives. Okay, maybe not that bad, but the violet bags under my eyes after 3h nights are more than noticeable. My kitchen ceiling is currently leaking murky rust colored water into my gas range, which I'm terribly excited about (wtf, landlord). Someday (someday = Dec 18th), I will wake up in the absence of an alarm clock, call some friends over for Prosecco and an ornate breakfast, and update this poor neglected blog. Until then, this is my fun: