I am FINISHED!! Woo hoo!! Twelve pages, and not a word of it makes sense. Just how my teacher likes it. I am now relaxing on my futon with a furry brown meowing lump on my lap making it very difficult to type on this laptop computer. I would try to get some sleep, but since I counted fourteen empty Cherry Coke cans (!!), I don't see that happening in the near future.
Now that the semester is OVER, I just might give in to temptation and rip my teacher's textbook to shreds. If F. Scott Fitzgerald hasn't beat me to it, of course.