Back to the grind

So, I have dehormoned. This is good. I got my car and my lisence and everything else that is made of joy. Also, I have probably bit off way more than I can chew with the term paper I am about to attempt, so we'll see how that goes. Here's a glimpse.

I. Introduction
Thesis: Postmodernist philosophy shakes the tenets of educational theory and causes educational research to adapt to the multifaceted minefield of the shifting cultural ideals in a marketized academic environment.

*cough* yea... Hopefully it will make for reading material that will not instantly cause blackout. But, if it does, then at least I can stop taking melatonin to counteract the insidiously large amounts of caffeine I ingest daily.

Srsly.

I am annoyed. I am frustrated. I am definately not interested in writing four fucking papers in the next week.

Why yes, hormonal, why do you ask?

I am starting a rage campaign of disgust with the Ohio BMV. Going on week two of waiting for them to get my freaking sr-22 so I can reinstate my florida driver's license and be FREE TO GO WHERE EVER I PLEASE. This is made of sucking. I have a car and insurance, but do I get to drive? No. Why? Because Ohio doesn't accept the modern age. Fuckers.

Anyway. Tomorrow I have the day off, so I assume that I will be approached by something vaguely resembling the inspiration fairy. I want my car. I want to go see Maria in St. Pete before she pops. I want to lose about ten pounds... (is it possible to get the freshman fifteen when you are thirty??)

Suckage.

I'm mostly just bitching, because everything is going swimmingly. I have two jobs, possibly three, I have straight A's and a beautiful boyfriend. I have the most awesome cats on the planet and I've registered for next semester's classes without a hitch.

I think I may just go and chain smoke myself into oblivion. Or maybe I need to get my ass to like fifteen meetings tomorrow. *sigh*

C'est ma vie.