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Ugh. It's going to be one of those days:
Puppy is sick.
I'm giving a pop quiz this morning and my class will be hating me *this much* in 10 minutes.
When going to make copies of said pop quiz, I find the copier broken. I therefore have to *retch* sweet talk *retch* Donna (aka, the copier Nazi) to make the copies over in the Soc department. Now she hates me again (which is fine because I hate her right back, but I still need shit from her, so it's best to be on her good side).
And I accidentally swallowed my gum. :(
Puppy is sick.
I'm giving a pop quiz this morning and my class will be hating me *this much* in 10 minutes.
When going to make copies of said pop quiz, I find the copier broken. I therefore have to *retch* sweet talk *retch* Donna (aka, the copier Nazi) to make the copies over in the Soc department. Now she hates me again (which is fine because I hate her right back, but I still need shit from her, so it's best to be on her good side).
And I accidentally swallowed my gum. :(
