GAH
i just finished my Wal-Mart report.
SOMEBODY KILL ME CAN!??!!!

i wrote 22 fucking pages of crap.
granted, 4 pages were from my proj mate.
ok so i wrote 18 pages of.... i dunno, im refraining from using vulgarities

but ahhh
bloody motherfucker sonofabitch report that was.

i wan to kill my BP prof.
i can imagine his droning voice spewing out of his mouth to strangle him like an invisible hand.
he chokes, then he struggles.
and his face turns white with fear, then blue with death.
tee hee hee. and i am filled with glee.
thats just my alter ego. I HOPE.