FAIL.

Well that was just an epic FAIL.

Well, a fail. Not an epic one.

Crap. The paper I had to write for today's class was the one that had to be four or five pages. TOMORROWS class is THREE or FOUR. And my professor gets very picky about his papers being four SOLID pages, and not three pages and a paragraph, like mine is. But the class starts in an hour, and it's too late to fix now, because I have to work on the paper that is due tomorrow that I haven't even LOOKED at yet, and I can't ask for an extension because he doesn't give any, and besides, I have a mid-term on Thursday in a class where I haven't even opened the book yet, because I was too bloody busy writing the paper that is due today!!

GAH!!

*shuts eyes* Just repeat the mantra, Rio. Repeat it.

I'll never work retail again. I'll never work retail again. I'll never work retail again...

Overstepped the line

I've said it before, I'll say it again. Science fiction doesn't stay fiction for long.

http://zombietime.com/john_holdren/

Pardon my French, but you can't make this shit up.

Todays news...

Thank you, Rick, for that weather forecast.

Now on to the evening news.

Earlier this afternoon, a pair of tall boots collided with an innocent pair of pumps on the runway. The two collided so hard, that they fused together. Police were nearby, and a shootout ensued. The culprit was shot with the police forces newest weapons. We heard this account from a bystander who saw the whole thing.