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Under the wire 2001-11-17 - 12:48 a.m. There was an online quiz we were required to take. It had been up for three weeks. the 16th was the last day to take it. At 11:59, I thought I was putting my foot into the door...and then the door slammed right into my face. I don't know how one can time password protection to a specific analog value...but he did...and I'm fucked. I sent an email to the prof. at 12:01, desperately trying to show him that I had wanted to take the quiz prior to the expiration date. Will he show mercy? I doubt it. My week was brutal already, I wouldn't expect anything but an adamant "get lost." There's the time on the email, which should make a difference, as well as my emphatically begging him to take my word on my honor. I feel bad...no, I feel like I want to fall off the face of the planet and be swallowed up in some nameless pit. I want to burrow myself into a vat of beer and ferment my soul away while memory dies. After the quiz would have been a weekend of reading, simple reading. I feel sick. I'm going to rock back and forth on the floor now for awhile. GuestbookWritten and photographic content, 2001-2070, Gemini Inc., All rights reserved. Disclaimer. |