class last night was rather good. I think I might actually make it through law school - holyfuckingshit!
that damn cat that keeps meowing all night - and has for the last few nights - finds its owner or learns to STFU at night.
that my Karma is now just a smidge above 69. I have such a dirty mind!
that my hubby is a superhero . . . and that my upstairs neighbors need to STOP stomping. It's eleven o'fucking clock, for chrissakes!!
that, like it, love it, hate it, or are indifferent about it, life goes on.
not so happy. Apparently, you don't get to see anything, really, until classes begin. Now, as today's been frustrating, I'm gonna
go chill.
about to embark upon her virtual campus tour. See ya when I return!
if anybody's ever written a song along the lines of The Therapy Sisters' "The Throazone Shuffle" for Xanax?