To the pit with you, you 20 page, meandering wad of pseudo-intellectual babble! You thesisless waste of electronic space! You unproofread, due-in-four-hours, confused and confusing crud! You grad-school killing, Christmas-holidays wasting evil proto-trash-can-inhabitant!
Hey, don’t look at it too badly. I did a term paper for a history class a few semesters ago…and it’s turned into an obsession. I’ve got thousands of pages of documents and I’m learning a new language so I don’t have to have a buddy translate them for me. This might be a good thing, if you let it
Snoopyfan - You know, I just e-mailed the finished product to my prof, and I’m not even sure what it’s about. I’m hoping he’ll be able to figure it out.
Shirley UJest - I want to be a t-shirt stand guy. On a beach. Somewhere very warm.
Hm, I seem to have started a very tame pit thread. Isn’t someone going to tell me to fuck off, or something?