Lip Biter.

I've noticed in the past few days while sitting in front of my computer and the pile of books that are mounting up on my desk that I bite my lip when I am trying to concentrate. To be more specific, when I am in that awkward stage of working where I know everything I need to do and everything I want to say, but actually putting it into words is a task that I cannot engage with. In the next few days, I need to put the finishing touches to one essay, do the reading to begin the plans for another, find a way to work the book I want to write about into another AND have a meeting with a tutor as I way to tackle the one I am dreading. To say I am both scared and stressed would be an understatement. Add into this equation the excruciating pain of my wisdom teeth attempting to make an appearance, and I am just about ready to crawl into bed, sleep and resurface when all this is over, with the wish that the Degree Fairies have completed all my impending work for me.
No? Didn't think so. Best get back to it...