I am living in a haze these next two weeks. The thought of treeplanting is what's keeping me happy, and even that is marred by my dreams. I am having planting dreams, tent planting dreams, waking up because the roar of mosquitoes is too loud to sleep through. HOLD ME.
I have a meeting in an hour, and two meetings after that. Then I have a meeting to discuss the events of those meetings. Hell, I should then call two meetings to discuss the events of the meeting discussing the previous meetings. Fuck meetings! Fight the man!
I was witness to a five star freakout just now. The poor woman came into the office sobbing like a three year old, and kicking and punching the air. That doesn't sound so bad, except picture it...a twenty five year old kicking and punching the air. And sobbing so loudly she can't speak, except to groan " I have no TIME."
March 17th-April 4th should be considered a crime. We must arrest the offending days and turn them over to authorities.
4 comments:
tee hee....lovely imagery! You made me laugh. And that's good. I agree with arresting those days....call the cops!
man, i dunno, granted i've only got 1.5 credits now, but i've never had problems with the march madness before. last year i coasted my way through while everyone was stressed out and losing it.
that last one was me.
- rick
all these anonymous kids.
trent just ate my term paper. no joke. a genuine system meltdown. tons of data lost. enraged students. tears. bad scene.
citizen arrest!
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