I have slept. I are back to work. There are only four posts on my flist between this and my last.

Feel like death.

Just had a silent-scream moment of FUCK THE WORLD AND EVERYTHING IN IT whilst trapped inside my sweater and getting stabbed in the face by my glasses.

The day so far has been... frustrating.

ETA: Have a quote that always makes me want to ring up John OMG ROMANS BLING BLING Maas and tell him to eat shit and go back to writing the sports pages.

"I have been left with the distinct impression that the 'rigorous academic standards' Prof. Raftery espouses are certainly very different to my journalistic standards and ethics in this matter."


BUTTHURT.

Academics may stab each other in the back for years, but everyone hates an outsider who tries to slip in with a knife. Wankademia: like family, in a way.