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I am not mad. I did not spend all day writing one piece of fake legislation for my writing class that is only 2 pages long. I am not mad that even those 2 pages are not done. I got up and went to two grocery stores. Then I came home and did some research. Feeling like I had a handle on the existing law as it related to my fake legislation, I ate, relaxed, and went to the gym. I then ate, showered, and didn't work again until perhaps 4pm. I wasted more time than I'd like to admit watching segments of Spike TV's ultimate fighting championship. I didn't realize how fucking hard it would be to figure out the simple process by which legislation is presented to the VA assembly or what mysterious formatting conventions they adhere to. I have not spent days writing, I have spent hours writing. I have spent far more hours floundering on legal research, since I have only had 1-2 hours of training in how to perform such research - learning mostly by crises such as this one. Those prior crises have only required statutory or case-law queries. My grade is high enough that I can turn in some bullshit and probably still get the B-, and I now lack the choice if I am going to get the rest of my homework done for the weekend. I am not mad. I do not have time to be mad.

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See? I told you I'm not angry. I did go to the gym. I did the rest of my homework that needed doing. I took a nap. THEN I returned to that which has been referred to as the "steaming pile," and turned it into something less like an actual steaming pile. It shall still be referred to as a steaming pile, but it no longer strikes me as something that potentially offends the professor with its very submission.

Al-co-hol is your voo...doo...ba-by...