This is starting to make the grassroots rounds and I'm all for it. My fifth 9/10 has been clawed out of my grubbing hands.
Like being a virgin, touched for the very first time.
My Spring Break is over and I'm now looking at the final 6 weeks of work before exams. Or Death March, as I like to call it. I've got to produce a ton of copy, get a legal paper written, and generally keep up the illusion that I'm not a tense wreck. My Red Bull and coffee intake is going to be increasing steadily as each day goes by and I work myself into an argumentative, constantly criticizing, and generally militant bastard.
I'm sorry in advance for the inevitable chaos this causes.
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