Exam weekend survival notes
This may be the last post for awhile…or it may be the first of the most fantastic spree of procrastiblogging this world has ever seen. We shall see. My exam questions arrive in a couple hours, at which point I shall (a) freak out, and then (b) immediately go fetal. Who knows what’ll happen after that; if I disappear, I promise to send postcards from exotic but distant locales to let everyone know I’m still alive but for pete’s sake don’t come looking for me until the statute of limitations for my graduate program has elapsed.*
So, here are a few things that I feel compelled to note before I go into that dark, dark place:
Snowy
Yesterday I was pretty thankful we hadn’t taken off the studded tires on the Prius as I drove home IN AN EFFING BLIZZARD. Srsly. The road was so quiet in two inches of snow and it felt like I was driving through space with the white flakes whizzing past like stars. Had my hands not been clamped to the steering wheel, I would’ve taken a photo.
Phone
Um, my phone has stopped taking calls regularly. So I’m not ignoring calls as much as I’m just not getting them. This may or may not be a major problem next week when I’m in San Francisco.
Fuckwittage
I should probably make this clear: now is not the time to fuck with me. Jokes aren’t funny, I am not a good sport, and yeah, I’m going to be super selfish and bitchy** for the next seventy-five-ish hours. Ye be warned.
*this, of course, doesn’t really exist. But I imagine they’d be pretty pissed about me dropping out mid-final-semester.
**yeah, I know, so let me clarify: MORESO THAN USUAL
I’m actually very excited for you. Getting my questions was a relief, because I could stop dreading the worst. Yes, there’s a freak-out, but it also prompts a nifty adrenaline surge that throws you into productive overdrive. You’re going to rock this. Srsly.
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I went into the used food store last night and it was pouring down rain. I came out and it was snowing like crazy. Grrrrr. I am so ready for spring.
Good luck with the questions. You’ll be awesome. If you need emergency coffee/latte/intravenous tube of caffeine, call me and I will deliver.
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I will be (quietly) rooting for you over the next few days. No jokes from me, I promise.
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