#did u reach out to ur last co author abt reading thru ur manuscript bc apparently i misunderstood when she said she last talked to him abt

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#i feel like im trapped in a nightmare rn. like ten min ago i was working on this application #so im summarizing information from an already established project design with no fucking idea if they is the way they want it #knowing im probably doing too much bc the guy was like yea just throw some of these ideas together. like what the fuck do u mean??? u just #gave me the project outline fuck u. and im listening to discordant dreamy vaporwave music and my boss is texting me like #did u reach out to ur last co author abt reading thru ur manuscript bc apparently i misunderstood when she said she last talked to him abt #when he could read it. its due on tuesday. which is also when im traveling home #so fucking i guess i have to hope he looks at it Monday so i cant actually edit in time to submit it that next morning or the night after #i land and get home and hope to god there arent any setbacks in submission #and it feels like a nightmare bc ive managed somehow push myself back to the brink of collapse. im exhausted despite sleeping like 10hrs #last night. at least its raining so i dont have to go sampling tomorrow #im just so tried. this application feels pointless and a waste of time bc i have these fucking manuscripts hanging around my neck. but i #said id apply so im fucking doing it. its close to done. ill finish it tonight but god at what cost #a little more than 48hrs and ill b home. assuming nothing terrible happens. home but not quite off the hook i guess #i just wanna lay on the floor for a while. lay on the floor and sleep for a while #my brain is too heavy for my head #unrelated