abka | which dwarf was that?

So my mood pretty much explains it all. Yesterday was exhausting, I went to DIA Beacon (which is this great museum outside of NYC that I went to this summer) on a class fieldtrip and it wore me out and kept me from accomplishing any work. Last night Denis and I were supposed to go up to NH so Denis could attend an Amarna party and I could see an exhibition at the Hood that is closing in early Dec., but at 6pm we were both too exhausted to drive so we stayed home and hung out. I went to bed at a decent hour and Denis was up until 3am playing videogames (story of our lives.) Today I slept in, but made it to the library around 11:30, and now only two hours later am sleepy and crabby and getting nothing done. This sucks because I'm going to Chicago on Mon. and have a 15 page paper due next week that I haven't started writing yet and whose planning stages are not going well. I want to go home and take a nap. Frustration is compounded by the fact that the stupid library closes at 6pm tonight and tomorrow my parents are coming over (they were also here Thurs. night en route to Syracuse) so I don't know how long I can ditch them for the library. Don't know whether to try to work through the crabbiness or give up and go home, take a nap and try to get something done tonight. Grrrrr.