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EDIT: 1:57PM FRIDAY
I put in a link to the story regarding one of my earlier rants, the woman who plead guilty to the assisted suicide of her ailing son. I guess she got out of a jail term-all probation. Read about it yourself, don't know why I feel so strongly about this as opposed to other controversies, guess I'm hoping that I can use it if I want to to someday.

OLD POST:

I have no real desire to post, but since I'm trapped in the habit, here goes nothing.

I am so tired of school....really, just freakin' tired. Today I met with my group for one class....there are to be 5 of us, but only three made it....pretty sure we'll only be 4 come presentation time....yup, two presentations, both an hour long apparently....this is in addition to weekly group discussions, two 5 page papers, a midterm and a final. For one class? Fuck.

I'm beat....and the semester has only started! I also get the impression that when our group was assembled, it was with me in mind to act as the "leader"....the prof said she'd go over everyone's files to see how she would put the groups together...and lets just say, I have no desire to lead a group with all this work. If this works, I am so putting it on my resume.

So that's that, I still got the crap-ass Management Science course, which I will admit I haven't been to yet, since I'm having a hard time reasoning to myself that I really need to sit there for 75 minutes to hear a lecture I heard three months ago. I have to go next time though, well obviously I should show up at sometime, but apparently there has been a break down with the online drive at school that had all the info I needed to keep up with assignments and general class speed. Christ, not what I needed either.

Funny that I say I'm tired though, think it might be from all the work-out time I've put in lately. Can't seem to stop...got five minutes? Hit the bar....wake up and have an hour to kill? use the weights. It's gonna be funny when I see people in the Valley at spring break and get accused of doing 'roids haha. Actually it's not that noticeable unless my shirt's off or something.

OK, there's my post-makes me sound like a whiny, cranky, show-off. Beautiful, just what I wanted to sound like. Trust me, I'm not really this easily annoyed, or this into myself.

Nighty night.