Productivity is Down

Way down. Like, down to nothing. I'm meant to be studying for stat right now, but I'm not. I've probably studied for a grand total of an hour, maybe. But hey, I did study for my spanish oral tomorrow. And watched Mark's dodgeball. But that's about it. The "hey lets study at Mark's because I always get more done there" isn't working any more. Blast! Although, John did invite me to his this evening. It was a "hey Mary, I'm just down the hall in room 'such and such'. I'll be around after 8 if you want to drop by, wink wink". lol. Quite the offer, that.

So my math midterm today went horribly. And my prof hates me. I'm sorry the hate seems to have sloshed off me onto you as well Clare, as you really don't deserve it. I actually kind of feel guilty. I mean, he is a horrible teacher and I don't understand a thing he's doing, but I guess he actually cares when we're insulting his teaching in class. At least that's what I think the ignoring is about. Anywho, Mare has learned her lesson. She will no longer critisize her prof in his hearing. Just behind his back.

Anywho, I have to jet. Places to be, people to see...stat to study. Good night New York!