Hopped Up and Hopping Mad

Bear (or bare, whatever cools your cake) with me; I've had a LOT of caffeine (lost count after 5 Cherry Cokes). Just got back from 5 hours at the newspaper office. We just acquired several new copy editors so I don't have to do all the damn work myself, but because they're not "fully trained" yet, I STILL have to read/correct everything they've read/corrected, so I'm still doing the work of at least 5 people. And I haven't even STARTED my reading for class tomorrow morning (one paper about fly jizz, the other about chicken jizz. fun). But the hot fudge on the sundae was the HOUR-LONG editorial board meeting. We discussed printing a sort of controversial news story, and one of the news editors was being a stubborn asshat about it. Several people tried to explain to him why we should run the story, but he kept making THE SAME DAMN ARGUMENT as to why we shouldn't. I offered to remove his rectal headgear for him (although not in those precise words); he declined. It got tense, then it got ugly, then it got even uglier when I tried to relieve the tension by dancing and waving my sparkly pink pom-pom pen around. Asshat was not amused. But I was. So we finally just decided to recess and shall continue the meeting tomorrow night (oh joy). Asshat needs to cool out! This is a college newspaper, not the fucking New York Times!

Now I need to go take advantage of this caffeine high and do my homework before I crash spectacularly... or my heart explodes. Either way, not conducive to studying.