Just Like Clockwork

Just like clockwork, as the phone rings when dinner is served, as you find the lost item just as you bought a new one, as your psycho ex-girlfriend 'lost' your pants just as you show up to get them back, I am swamped with work at the end of the semester.

Most of it is my fault, in that I probably could have done some of this work before, although some I only had two days to do, and some is the schools fault, as they 'forgot' to give the students an extra reading day. And it wouldn't be too bad if I wasn't going to MACs this weekend, but I am, and it gives me one less day to do work. And it just so happens that day is when a lot of work is due that I could do.

However I will work through this. Some of my professors have allowed me an extension on some of my work, others have told me to turn my work in early. So instead of working I decided to write this, as this is more exciting and more gratifying.

But as soon as Monday is over, I'm pretty much set for the rest of the week. And that is a great feeling.