to bring back the grunge!
i thought i just finished doing letters of rec. and essays and transcripts for college but now i’m caught up in part two: grad school wtbhfsph (what the bloody hell fuck stick piss hat). but it’s kind of fun.
my curmudgeon prof was a boy scout. he got a merit badge for shearing sheep. what a doofus!
the TA for that class doled out some HARSH comments on the last paper i got back like “deeply unconvincing” and “?!?” but was surprisingly reasonable on the grading. his aggresiveness turned me on. his clive owen looks didn’t hurt either