Late night groggy Incredible randomness

"And it breathes like Egyptian cotton."

"We're dead! We're dead! We survived, but we're dead!"

"You keep trying to pick a fight with me, but I'm just happy you're alive."

"Hey! No force field!"

"For once, why don't we do what our wives *think* we're doing, just to shake things up?"

"I know what I said! Listen to what I'm saying NOW!"

"And don't worry; when the time comes, you'll know what to do."

"My God, you've gotten fat."

"Yeah, but, if you didn't notice, Mom, we're not doing too hot ourselves."

And the prizewinner (in context, of course):

"Your baby has 'special needs'."

Yeah, I damn well have a case of the "Mondays"!

I hate this school. I hate this school and its fucking stupid registration process.

I'm going to get my big fat "60" back in Anatomy lab today. Such a buzzkill. I can't stand this thing. If all we have is model observation I'm getting out of that classroom by 2:30 - 3:00 so I can work on English.

I just...hate. Angry. Grrr. Getting pissed off by so much today.

One good note - I met another girl in my class who's also doing a comic-related paper. We're (hopefully) going share notes. Maybe I can get her to present with me, if she's so inclined.

I really am NOT a happy camper today. Not in the slightest.