7:15am: make second cup of coffee, start to feel human.
7:30am: third cup of coffee; reality of the day starts to set in. Check Facebook, email, Fark.com.
7:45am: close other browser windows, go to KAPTEST.com. Try to keep bile down. Start test.
8:15am: finish test, get score, sigh. Go downstairs for more coffee. Notice blue sky outside.
8:30am: dog comes into room, sees me at computer - sighs - and walks out. I didn't
know dogs could sigh.
8:45am: Review test, wonder what went wrong for umpteenth time. Check Facebook.
9:30am: start new test consisting only of previously missed questions. There are over 700.
9:45am: coffee has kicked in - do I finish this test or put it on pause?
10:45am: review test results, wonder if I'll ever get that question about Turner's syndrome right.
11:15am: check Facebook, poke friends. Giggle like a teenager over "poking" the girls.
12:00pm: look in fridge for a snack, find deli platter Robin made. Life is good. So is Robin.
12:30pm: another test, more disappointment. I'm beginning to hate KAPTEST.com.
1:30pm: check Facebook, live vicariously through others - at least for awhile.
1:45pm: realize it's getting hot up in my office. Turn on fan. Dog sighed again. Not good.
2:00pm: text message from non-school friend asking to do a study break. Can't.
2:15pm: another "wrong answers" test. OK, maybe I'm getting this.
3:30pm: did well on test, feeling good. Yay Q-Bank! Review answers. Take another test.
4:30pm: did crappy on test, feeling bad. Stupid Q-Bank. Review answers. Check Facebook.
4:45pm: cold beer in fridge is calling me. Must resist...
5:00pm: check Facebook. Notice that time spent on FB now greater than KAPTEST.com.
6:00pm: wonder when I'll decide to quit. Take another test. Then beer time!
7:00pm: same score as always. Quit. Check Facebook. Discover we're out of beer.
7:01pm: bang head against wall.









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If you know you have to swallow a frog, swallow it first thing in the morning.
If there are two frogs, swallow the big one first. -Mark Twain
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"Killing means never having to say you're sorry."
~ Richard, Looking For Group #59
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