Scumbag

Facebook is so stupid. Don't tell me who my close friends are! Sheesh, you would think I'm capable of knowing that much. The suggested family members are infinitely more ridiculous. I got frustrated because there's someone that I'm not pleased with that keeps popping up. Anyway... you guys know that when I go on Facebook it means that I'm big time procrastinating. My PI wants me to lecture at a seminar for an hour+ and I'm trying to think of ways to keep people from dying from boredom while listening to my voice. I think my longest presentation has been 30-40 minutes. You might not think 20 minutes is a lot, but it is. That's equivalent to the length of a show. If I could present in a chicken suit and still be taken seriously I would do it.

Chicken suit gunman is so perfect for today.

I had to go all the way to some lady because she said I couldn't get my diploma. It took me more than thirty minutes to make her understand and she goes, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I see. I'm sorry." For goodness sake. Now I have to make up an hour of work. Wow. I think this is typically how my life plays out. Things that shouldn't be complicated complicate themselves and I end up having to go around cleaning up messes. Do I look like a janitor? What the hell. Sorry, I have nothing against janitors, but I'm incredibly annoyed. You know those times when small things that are irritating add up and you end up wanting to scream because it's completely unnecessary? One of those days. The world is crumbling.

Ugh. I'm going to be here forever. Hopefully burying myself with work will take my mind off of things.