Flaming bitch from hell!

So, there's one day left.

And there was much rejoicing. Big was good enough to leave his posh ass Dodge Intrepid in my charge for the duration of his trip and I was good enough to do something funky to cause the battery to die when I went to drive it back to student parking across the street. So guess what I'll be doing today?

It just hit me that I had Spring Break assignments for English class. Dammit. I have to have a third draft of an essay profiling my hometown during the Jamboree (skewww!) and I haven't the faintest idea of where to start. Good stuff. I also have to put together a folder of all of my works thus far, with all of their prewriting stages, and a disk containing all of my final drafts. This instructor is great. Just fucking great (gratuitous sarcasm).

Just forget the fact that I had all week to plan and work on this, k? K.

Anywho, I'm off to Wallyworld to purchase a new car battery and do the Rosie thing and install it myself. Booyah!

Oh yeah, I had this really great post about a girl at work whom I'll refer to as "Flaming Bitch From Hell" (I really do refer to her as such like, 7 times. Anyway...) Well, because blogger tends to suck from time to time, the server was down and it didn't' save.

And since I'm not mad anymore, attempting a rewrite would be stupid.

And I won't be working with her anymore, she's left TCU to go to the psych-ward.

Where she belongs.

ZING!