I'm only gonna ask this once...how, on the eve of the final in a class I *loved* do I discover that I somehow neglected to read nearly 75 pages of the assigned reading?
Bizarre.
Also, my advice, if you find a Glad Ware container in your fridge and you don't know what's in it (and can't see because it's wrapped in a paper towel for some reason even though you don't remember doing that), but you just cleaned your fridge so you figure it can't be that old, is DO NOT, under ANY circumstances take that lid off. Walk right out to the dumpster and throw that disposable $1 container away. As Jack Handy would say "If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let'em go, because, man, they're gone." Let it go. My god.
I'm feeling pretty OK about my final tomorrow. For some reason, maybe because I like the subject and the prof and did the reading religiously (except for one chapter apparently), I feel like it's going to be OK...even though it is closed note, no outline...etc. I'm feeling especially good about the drinking part that comes after. And REALLY good about the fact that for once my parents made my plane ticket for a couple of days after exams so I won't have to be looking like a strung-out crackwhore on the plane like I did last year. Although it got me much sympathy at home because my parents thought it was remnants of exam stress, rather than an all-night session of Absolut, beer, tequila, something orange and in a martini glass and more beer.
