counting down

less than 72 hours until the exam begins. oh, shit. i'm repeating 'this will be ok, this will be ok' over and over, and will calm down once i actually have the questions, but the interim period, the not knowing, the fear that they've turned my very possible questions into something horrific that i can't answer is really getting to me. argh. can't do much of anything, can't concentrate, can't work (although i have memorized the final four pages of a doll's house, so i guess that's something). i do have to hit the library tomorrow and write up a little piece on my theoretical positioning within the literature on clothing in archaeology, because this is the perfect time to do that, but otherwise, i'm trying to keep a completely empty slate in there. no thinking about the exam topic, if i don't know it (or more crucially, where to find it) by now, i'm not going to find out in the next three days.

i'm also noticing, i seem to have an almost irresistible impulse to write in lists. i wonder if this has anything to do with having been reading ibsen and chekhov recently, or if it's just something i do?