Thesis (aka kill me now)

I am writing my thesis draft that I should've finished a couple weeks ago, but I got the flu the last few weeks of break ("What!" you say. "But you got your flu shot, Stefanie!" I know. I'm pissed, too.). So now here I am because I'm finally able to get out of bed and write instead of scouring Facebook on my phone from under several thick layers of comforters. And wool socks. And sweatpants. And a long-sleeved shirt. And a hoodie.

I think hope I'll be done today.

Back into the abyss I go.