ANOTHER fall... this time it's a broken arm.

Honest to god, my mother is doing her goddamned best to shorten MY life expectancy via stress.

One of my co-workers started cleaning her desk... before you know it, we were ALL cleaning. Then I discovered the Dymo labeling machine.

OCD much?

HDs for BOTH my subjects, and a score of 91% for the essay where I manage to equate politics in Hollywood using Hunger Games as a reference point to the evil of the current Trump administration. Who'd've thought comparing Donald Sutherland's character to Mike Pence would score so highly?!

Me all this week... and it's only Wednesday.

Well. And. Truly. Over. It. Today.

Just scraped in an HD for my overall mark for Fantasy Literature.

What an awesome way to spend my Sunday afternoon/evening. Even got to meet and take a selfie with one of my favourite writers!