It’s the last day of class, and I have a date with happy hour. It’s much needed after a week of fielding questions like, “So, you mean we have to go back and look all the old readings for the final?” and “Can you tell me what my final grade is?” The answers to those questions, respectively, are of course “Yes, that is what we call STUDYING, you moron,” and “No, I am not a psychic and therefore cannot predict the future.”
In other news, I am slightly broke right now due to the untimely death of my old cell phone and the necessity of my purchasing a new one. I may have to resort to dumping out my pocket change at the bar and asking for however much liquor I can get for sixty-eight cents.
I’ve brought change to bars many a time. Actually, guess what??? Tonight being one!!!! I’m really broke too.
Have you gotten the ol’:
I know my grades haven’t been so good this semester, is there anything I can do at this point to improve them? question yet? I always felt like replying:
Yeah, fail all your other courses so this one makes you look good.
About the 68 cents and liquor bit, are you saying that after some 10 years of higher education, they don’t pay well? I think I’m hyperventilating…
Last class over here too, exam next week - and I am several time zones away at a conference until the final. They can whine via email, but maybe I can’t heeeaaaar them. The poor TA, they got their term papers back today… Better bring her some candy.
December’s got to be the worst month for unexpected expenses, what with all the mandatory holiday spending. Did you look EVERYwhere for lost money? Old birthday cards? Pockets of jackets that you never ever wear, except oh yeah that one time?