I’d just like to take this moment to say a very special Fuck You to my printer, which decided to stop working in the early Friday morning hours after I had just sacraficed all of my sleep for the night to homework. Fuck you, printer.

Thanks for not printing my essays at 5am. I thoroughly enjoyed staring into that little blinking green light of yours for 15 minutes hoping, just maybe, that you’d eventually just give in and work.  That stand-off could have lasted several hours (I never back down), but as my caffeine supply and patience was running low, I decided I’d just have to hit the library before class. Only I didn’t get to the library before class, did I?  As soon as my head hit the pillow, at approximately 5:30am, some asshole bird starts fucking screeching outside my window. I’m not sure exactly what time I finally fell asleep, but I do know what time I woke up. And that time was way after my classes had started, or 10:53am.