– Paper of doom is a pile of shit, but it is finished. Essentially. Kind of. Almost. Maybe. Fuck it.
– Am about as prepared for tomorrow’s presentation as am going to get. Hate it when one day seems to decide the entire semester.
– Due to the extreme illness of an actor Saturday night, have been “upgraded” from one flying trash can to three flying trash cans. That’s all the flying trash cans, in case you are wondering.
How does one play three flying trash cans? Is it kinda like that episode of the Simpsons when Michael Jackson has the rest of the Jackson 5 strapped to his back?