I'm in an uncommonly bad mood as of late. I have deadlines coming out my ears and have no choice but to deal with it until the end of February. Yes, FORTRAN has been killed deader than a stuffed dodo, but I still have three more reports to do, two of which are in subjects we'll have to teach to ourselves since our lecturer is incompetent.
In short. Barring death or terminal illness, do not expect sympathy from me until March. I was quite fond of compassion and empathy, but these bloody reports have taken that from me too. Yet another reason to snarl at life.
In short. Barring death or terminal illness, do not expect sympathy from me until March. I was quite fond of compassion and empathy, but these bloody reports have taken that from me too. Yet another reason to snarl at life.