Mr Ross is not nice

That's right, I said it! Mr Ross is not nice! This stupid paper is never going to be written properly because I have no idea what the heck I'm doing! He is off my Christmas card list! Look at this! I'm even writing in red to show my anger-ness! I'm at 840 words and since Rabe has informed me that I incorrectly read the sheet and I need 1200 words (not 1000), I need...360 words yet! And I just have the conclusion to do. This meens more BS must go into the paper, thus my paper will decrease in factual knowledge, thus it will be crappy!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ALERT ALERT! MENTAL BREAKDOWN IMMINENT. ABANDON SHIP!!!

And to top it all off, I dropped a piece of buttered french toast on the floor this morning, and wouldn't you know it, it landed butter side down. *grumbles* stupid lipophilic floors