Have you ever had one of those days where in response to a circumstance out of your control, you make a bad choice. That bad choice leads to another one. And that bad choice to another. So you have a domino effect of truly shitty choices and then all the shitty-ness just crashes on top of you because you just happen to be standing at the very end of the shitty domino chain. And when you manage to crawl out of this mounted pile of shit, you discover not only that you are covered with shit but also that you are responsible for cleaning all the shit up. What makes this even more shitty is, you realize that you were the one who inadvertently set up the dominoes in the first place.
That's basically the day I've had.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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Shit shit shit.
Shit on a stick wrapped in shit dipped in shit drizzled with shit with a dash of shit and a pinch of shit.
Actually the situation isn't all that bad. But I had fun thinking up all of the things you can do to shit on sticks.
Good news, I got into the class I really really wanted to get into.
Bad news is the professor of another one of my classes decided to spontaneously drop me. Why? I don't know. I go to class. I bought the TWO nonrefundable readers yesterday. I even pay attention. Take notes and everything.
This means I have to work up the courage to go talk to him tomorrow.
Luckily, he's adorable.
Shit on a stick wrapped in shit dipped in shit drizzled with shit with a dash of shit and a pinch of shit.
Actually the situation isn't all that bad. But I had fun thinking up all of the things you can do to shit on sticks.
Good news, I got into the class I really really wanted to get into.
Bad news is the professor of another one of my classes decided to spontaneously drop me. Why? I don't know. I go to class. I bought the TWO nonrefundable readers yesterday. I even pay attention. Take notes and everything.
This means I have to work up the courage to go talk to him tomorrow.
Luckily, he's adorable.
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