ACK! AAAHH! ::jumping up and down:: You bluidy idiotic woman! You don't tell everyone you want them to think for themselves and then turn around and make it *extremely* clear that if they step a toe out of the freaking lines it's "Off with their heads!" Aaaaah! (And typing that is just *not* a satisfactory substitute for going into my closet and screaming at the top of my lungs, dammit.) Stupid, ridiculous, self-obsessed, lazy bint!

When my dad was in grad school, he and his friends used to have a shot of Wild Turkey every Friday to celebrate surviving another week. I'm thinking this is a very attractive concept. But it's only Sunday, which means five days to wait before alcoholic solace. Bugger.

Maybe I can bring the bottle and some matches to class on Tuesday and get a more immediately satisfactory result.

Heeheehee.

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