In one of my classes today the professor became upset because it became apparent once he looked at the quiz papers that no one other than I had done the required reading. At least he didn't out me as having done the reading. All I need is a class full of people one to three years older than I who hate me merely because i did what I was supposed to do.
On an unrelated note, I wrote something that was not entirely true in a recent blog. I stated that I don't drink. I do on occasion plug my nose and down half a bottle of Guinness for relaxation.
I have a drudgery-filled week and weekend ahead of me. I can't relax until I read all course materials and complete major assignments. I've been burning midnight oil in order to get through everything, but I still have about a fourth of the work remaining. Sometimes I think I should drink the Guinness and then write the papers.
The words would flow far more freely if I did just that.