Oh, fuck me!

In the metaphorical, figure-of-speech, exclamation sense... not literally. There is no literal fucking for Killy. None.

Item 1: I have my biology class at 9:30am Tuesdays and Thursdays in this lab building that's WAY out in the boondocks of campus, in the woods, by the lake. There is nowhere to park anywhere near said lab.

Item 2: I am a fucktard and decided it was a good idea to schedule a class immediately after said biology class ALL THE WAY ACROSS FUCKING CAMPUS. There is no possible way I can walk that far in the ten minutes between classes. So I skipped the second class, as I was already about fifteen minutes late, and have decided to drop it.

Item 3: I cannot find a class to replace the one I dropped, as budget cuts have greatly reduced the number of classes available, and everyone and their Aunt Jemima has already registered. So I have been reduced to begging professors via phone, email, and in person to admit me to their classes.

Item 4: It is hot as a crotch outside. I sweat a LOT anyway. Walking back and forth between my parking space (Djbouti), the top secret forest lab, and every other fucking academic building on campus caused me to sweat PROFUSELY, to the point that I was DRIPPING and glistening and becoming generally damp. NO ONE ELSE seems to sweat like this.

Item 5: re: Mangey Cur's question posed in yesterday's comments. My stoopid doomed crushlette. Mind you, it is a crushlette and not a full-blown crush, but it's still stoopid. And doomed. I've got a thing for one of my friends with whom I have no chance in hell, as she is straight and, like everyone else I know, assumes I am too. Hell, if you'd asked me about a year ago, I would've told you I was totally straight. And believed it. To be honest, I'm still not completely sure what the hell is going on in my twisted little brain... but I've basically come to the conclusion/realization/epiphany/whatever that I am attracted to my fellow double-X's in addition to those of the XY variety. Not really ready to deal with any of the implications of a widespread revelation of this fact to my friends and especially my family, so I'm keeping it to myself (and y'all, and my one bestest friend in the whole wide world, and my shrink... haha!) for now.

Item 6: I am STILL damp from the sweating mentioned in Item 4. Goddammit. I need to take another shower. Now!