Stupid History Paper submitted for the last time: check. Final Shakespeare paper hardcopy ready to hand in: check. Big bitchy note asking prof to re-mark badly-marked paper which kicked ass, damnit: check. E-mail Gillian asking to accompany me on the arduous journey for moral support: er, should do that. Right. Okay.
Note to self: pick up distance ed stuff tomorrow. Probably? Maybe. Take ID and beg: check.
Have nothing else to do tonight! Whee!
Although should probably update my resume. They offered me workstudy again, but I'm still pretty sure it's useless. *glare*