(no subject)

Presentation: Done. Badly, but done, and he grades generously so he said we probably got like a 17 on it? (Which is like an A-/B+). Okay, cool.

Assessment: ...ahahahahaha. Yeah. Have you ever gotten to the point on a test where you have no idea, not even enough to bullshit, and you just start writing silly things in the hopes of amusing your teacher into not totally raping your grade? This was one of those.

Now I am putting off data entry. Hurrah. Tomorrow is stupid and long.

To do:
-1 metric asston of data entry
-foot doctor appointment
-Islam lecture, since I skipped today
-Lit tutorial
-Go downtown and buy train tickets
-Finish Christmas cards
-Mail Christmas cards
-Mail medical receipts to mom
-Pack for Edinburgh/Kuwait (i.e. shit I'm sending home)/London
-Oh, right. DO LAUNDRY. Wait. Fuck.

...shit. Oops.

Edit, 3:53 AM: Fuck laundry. It can brew in my room for 2 weeks, and I can do it on the 30th when no one else is here and I have free time.

Data entry. Still. Ha. Ha. Ahahaha.