I always look this nasty after having done the ugly cry.  My face turns beet red and my nose gets all stuffed up and I so look like a snarfblat.  And if you do not understand the reference, you do not have nearly enough Disney in your life.  And I simply cannot help you.

 For the record, the world is not ending.  Also for the record, I am at critical mass, what with the course-load and the six exams in four days and the exploding of the brains and the father back in the hospital for all those ‘angina’ blah blah blah chest pains and oh my dear god I am three thousand miles away and God bless you and the sweet baby Jesus, Molly, for making them call me cause it would have gotten seriously ugly up in here had they decided to wait and boy oh boy, you ARE smart, I don’t care what the mother and the other sister say

All that aside, I am maintaining.  I have reached the point in my course-load where I have the requisite meltdown and then get my shit together, poste haste.  I would, however, appreciate the well wishes and mojo that only you guys can provide so I can wade through the world of the…

WHO THE HELL LET THESE MATHEMATICIANS COME UP WITH IMAGINARY NUMBERS WHEN THEY COULDNT OTHERWISE SOLVE PROBLEMS??????

Gaaaah….

That is all,  as you were.  See you August 1st, when my life will entail nothing more than my golf swing and my poolside ponderings.

I cannot wait…

How about you?

Ten years in and still no chance for parole.

I’d marry him again today.

And by thing, I mean exam.  My first biology exam, on 5 chapters and my first algebra exam, another 2 chapters.  This should be interesting…please wish me luck.  It is really overwhelming at this point, even moreso than the first summer semester.  What the hell was I thinking??

Eeps…