three exams down, one more to go…

i think my brain is turning into mush. i’m running on a couple of hours of sleep right now, but i’m completely wired from too much coffee. my right hand is spasming from the incessant amount of writing i’ve had to do recently, which makes me wish everyone was a robot because then we could have mechnical hands that wouldn’t cramp up when we’re writing page after page about immigration, bolshevism, appeasement, gender, thomas jefferson, frederick douglass, and whatever the fuck students need to learn about in order to just get the hell out of university. speaking of robots, i think professors might as well be robots, too, or gigantic computers that sit in front of a classroom and just show picture after picture of whatever the hell the lesson of the day is so that we can just watch the pictures and take down whatever notes the computer is saying in its tinny, monotonous, computer-generated voice. and then, if we miss a class, the computer could just email us the notes or even save it on to a disk for us, which could be mailed to our desired mailing address at no additional charge because tuition has sky-rocketed like a motherfucker these last couple of years. now i need to get a part-time job, which really sucks donkey balls because i’ve been so content to just sit on my ass all day in my hobo bathrobe and watch episode after episode of six feet under, roswell, csi, smallville, or whatever show i have illegally downloaded into my machine box thing with the blinking green light that sits on top of my dusty desk at home.

mmm, brain mush.