The paper from hell THAT WILL NEVER END
So, all weekend (actually, all Sunday), I went to Mariela's house and along with her and Raul, worked on this fucking paper due Friday. We came to the conclusion that we had dead weight (meaning the other two members of our group, Antonio and his girlfriend, Sophia) and we actually worked better without them.
So we did almost EVERYTHING ON THAT FUCKING PAPER and then Antonio and Sophia arrive and they say that they have the stuff that we're missing so, see and behold, WE HAVE EVERYTHING. Nice, right? Not so fast. Antonio says now that he doesn't have the information, he had it at work and everything has been deleted and yada, yada, yada. FUCK. So we're fucking and royally screwed, right? YES. YOU'RE RIGHT. WE ARE VERY MUCH FUCKING SCREWED. *grumbles*
I've talked with Mariela and Raul about it and we're doing DAMAGE CONTROL and I have every single fucking cell in Antonio's and Sophia's body. *grumbles* Really. I'm pretty sure this will not be the last you will hear of this shit. I swear. *nods*
So we did almost EVERYTHING ON THAT FUCKING PAPER and then Antonio and Sophia arrive and they say that they have the stuff that we're missing so, see and behold, WE HAVE EVERYTHING. Nice, right? Not so fast. Antonio says now that he doesn't have the information, he had it at work and everything has been deleted and yada, yada, yada. FUCK. So we're fucking and royally screwed, right? YES. YOU'RE RIGHT. WE ARE VERY MUCH FUCKING SCREWED. *grumbles*
I've talked with Mariela and Raul about it and we're doing DAMAGE CONTROL and I have every single fucking cell in Antonio's and Sophia's body. *grumbles* Really. I'm pretty sure this will not be the last you will hear of this shit. I swear. *nods*