About 30 minutes ago I decided I wanted a snack. I removed the cold funeral potatoes from the fridge and dipped a piece of French bread in it. Before returning the potatoes to the shelf, I dropped a decent-sized glob on my foot. Rather than clean it up right away, I decided to wait for 30 seconds. I need to shower anyway. That in mind, I walked carefully down the stairs caught a glimpse of the bright, shiny screen of my laptop and decided to check my email quickly.
The only thing I had in my inbox was an email from Clearplay announcing that any reply to their blog would result in being entered to win a free Clearplay with a year's membership. Really, I just want the membership. 8 bucks a month? I could buy a DVD per month instead! Oh, the irony! I replied with my New Years resolution and realized, "you know what? I haven't updated my own blog in ages." So I decided to write up a quick post about how all of my grades were finally posted today.
Normally, that's nothing more than a sigh of relief. This time it's a sigh of disbelief that I didn't do worse than an A- in any class. It is also a shout of joy that I'm now officially DONE. Forever. I can't even comprehend it. I still don't know what to do with myself when I come home from work, but I suppose I'll get used to it and be able to slip into all kinds of awesomeness without guilt or thinking.
Before I'm distracted by something else that will allow this congealed blob of greasy starch to melt into the cracks between my toes, this well-read Bachelor of English is now going to hose off her potato-globbed foot of its sickeningly warm, cheesy essence. I know you think you understand the nastiness of this scenario, but I assure you... YOU DON'T KNOW!
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