I feel better about my evil French colonialism class of doom.
The class kind of revolted this morning against the paper and the idiot who took out all the books on our paper topic after I confronted him this morning. After making it apparent to the teacher that the assignment is virtually impossible, A 4 page paper is now due on Tuesday, and AssholeBoy will return his books tomorrow, along with the 5 that his AssholeGirlfriend also filched. So I can breathe, and this is good.
Le sigh. Le whine. Le bigger, more dramatic, obnoxiously drama-queen sigh.
Duty tonight, and time spent with a highlighter and a mountain of Shakespeare. Yep.
Once I get through this week, I'll be okay. I get my computer back, I'm buying a new surge strip, and I should have enough dough to buy a backup battery so that my computer doesn't continually restart itself. Then, and finally, I can start updating with more creativity. Hold fast.
Then, sunshine! Spring! I'm tired of the stagnant whining of winter and all the atmosphere of a wet rag. I'm going to be happy because I want to be happy, because being happy is a choice.
The class kind of revolted this morning against the paper and the idiot who took out all the books on our paper topic after I confronted him this morning. After making it apparent to the teacher that the assignment is virtually impossible, A 4 page paper is now due on Tuesday, and AssholeBoy will return his books tomorrow, along with the 5 that his AssholeGirlfriend also filched. So I can breathe, and this is good.
Le sigh. Le whine. Le bigger, more dramatic, obnoxiously drama-queen sigh.
Duty tonight, and time spent with a highlighter and a mountain of Shakespeare. Yep.
Once I get through this week, I'll be okay. I get my computer back, I'm buying a new surge strip, and I should have enough dough to buy a backup battery so that my computer doesn't continually restart itself. Then, and finally, I can start updating with more creativity. Hold fast.
Then, sunshine! Spring! I'm tired of the stagnant whining of winter and all the atmosphere of a wet rag. I'm going to be happy because I want to be happy, because being happy is a choice.