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Okay, that was very sarcastic. Here I yam at my first class of the semester, and Mary Kay is starting things off "right" by makin' sure we all know how to use "blackboard". Erm, this is almost a 300 level class. I'm sure we've all had to use the program for some other prof. Oh well. I guess we all get to learn how to do it all over again.
Here's a drag. My life history interview class meets at 2:00 on the other end of the school. So once we're done sweating our tits (and balls, as the case may be...) off in this lab some of us (read: me) will have to haul some serious ass down yonder to catch the next class. I'm sure I'll survive, as long as I don't melt into a large pool of sweat along the way...
Here's a drag. My life history interview class meets at 2:00 on the other end of the school. So once we're done sweating our tits (and balls, as the case may be...) off in this lab some of us (read: me) will have to haul some serious ass down yonder to catch the next class. I'm sure I'll survive, as long as I don't melt into a large pool of sweat along the way...
