It's official: I now have a massive single.

I'm also dead on my feet. I have no reason to be this exhausted, but I am. I am in sorry, sorry shape. I'm seriously considering emailing my theatre prof and telling her I can't make it to class this afternoon. I feel like I'm about to collapse -- I just want to crawl into bed and stay there for the rest of the day. Even getting through English, a short class that I love, was a serious effort.

I'm going to go to the science center now and find a couch to crash on until my next class.