I'm playing hookie from work today!

Yesterday my history teacher, in his normal cheery mood, says to my class,

"By age twenty, Alexander had dedicated himself to battle and conquest; by age twenty-eight, he ruled over most of the known world... What are you going to do by age twenty-eight? Get a job and pay taxes?"

I think I was the only person who found that funny... The ladies in my World Civilizations class really need to relax! So, in my effort not to become as uptight as those bitches, I'm skipping work today.

I've procrastinated myself into a corner on a research paper due next Thursday with an outline and works cited due tomorrow, and another compare/contrast paper due next week, rough draft due tomorrow. I barely slid by (and by "barely slid by" I mean "I'm pretty sure I aced that shit") on a philosophy test yesterday. Even though I still think philosophy is the art of knowing how to talk about NOTHING! It turns out I'm not so bad at it: Go figure. Thank you Blogger.

So my goal for today is to

1. Get done aaall the research I need for my Women's Studies paper... For which I have as yet, no thesis statement so if anyone has any bright ideas I'd love you for it. The topic is an issue facing women in South Carolina (anything basic like reproductive rights, domestic violence, I'm slightly leaning towards lack of sex education).
2. Find a fifties-ish add, an add from today, and write a rough draft compare/contrast of the two.
3. Call my doctors office (AGAIN), because apparently no one there thinks it's in their job description to confirm refills with my pharmacy... Aaand lastly...
4. Also call AAA and chew out whoever's ass must be chewed in order to get them to take care of the $150 wench bill Z and I picked up when we had to swerve off the road on the way home from the Coheed show to avoid hitting what I thought was an animal... No, I haven't confirmed if it was a raccoon or a bag of trash, and no, he WILL NOT let me live it down.

So! That's what I'm up to on this glorious Wednesday. And I'm going to get right down to work, right after I go bounce on my trampoline because I've been feeling fat lately...

What? I can't help it if I stress eat... And like it...