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Hello,
Right now, it is beautiful outside. Gorgeous, in fact. A little chilly, but nothing a light jacket can't make comfortable. Michele, Kyle, and Steve are going to Moscow to go shooting. That is something I would LOOOOOVVVVEEE to do. But I can't. I have to right a paper for Criminology! And this time it isn't procrastination that got me, it's a fuck of a professor! Cocksucker! Fuckface! I have to write a rough draft on a paper that is due after Spring Break. Now, the rough draft isn't mandated, but everyone knows that if you don't do it, you end up doing terrible on the paper. By the way, the paper is relating criminological theories to the characters in the novel, Judgment Ridge. I really don't want to do this!!!! Bottom line: Writing a paper is the last thing I think I would ever want to do right now, except for die or eat onions, and I am stuck doing it. Why does this happen to people? The things we detest are sooo few compared to the things we like and the things that don't bother us. How is it that, no matter what the ratio, the bad things always prevail? What the fuck? Any answers?
Matt
Right now, it is beautiful outside. Gorgeous, in fact. A little chilly, but nothing a light jacket can't make comfortable. Michele, Kyle, and Steve are going to Moscow to go shooting. That is something I would LOOOOOVVVVEEE to do. But I can't. I have to right a paper for Criminology! And this time it isn't procrastination that got me, it's a fuck of a professor! Cocksucker! Fuckface! I have to write a rough draft on a paper that is due after Spring Break. Now, the rough draft isn't mandated, but everyone knows that if you don't do it, you end up doing terrible on the paper. By the way, the paper is relating criminological theories to the characters in the novel, Judgment Ridge. I really don't want to do this!!!! Bottom line: Writing a paper is the last thing I think I would ever want to do right now, except for die or eat onions, and I am stuck doing it. Why does this happen to people? The things we detest are sooo few compared to the things we like and the things that don't bother us. How is it that, no matter what the ratio, the bad things always prevail? What the fuck? Any answers?
Matt