And FURTHERMORE...
(No, I'm not done bitching yet.)
Okay, I got home from work and so forth at about 7 tonight. My Con Law class started at 7. I'd already called the Prof to let him know I'd be late and I would turn in my brief when I got there if that was okay.
So, I got home from work, opened my book, read the case, went to a couple of websites to research, and in less than 15 minutes had written my brief. Now, MIND YOU, my other briefs I spent considerable time on preparing and they all TOTALLY kicked ass. This one was mediocre at best. AND THIS IS THE ONE THEY APPROVED??
I guess me asking the Judicial Affairs lady if I should dumb down my next brief in order to avoid being accused of cheating was really not so far off base as she made it sound.
I hate everything.
Except margaritas. They are my friend.
5 comments:
Alcoholism ftw :-/
FTW = ??
ftw = Fort Worth? I don't know...
WTF backwards? Still have no clue what it means, though.
Fuck the what?
for the win
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