PMS or PYES?

I think I have Pre-Year-End Syndrome. Its finals week, which means lots of "my time is too valuable to do this" type students come in. On top of that, everyone is a bit snippy because we are all dying for our 10 days off starting the 22nd. The stress at work dumps into my free time, and I'm generally bitchius maximus 18/7 right now. I say 18 because I'm not awful when I'm asleep or dreaming. It certainly doesn't help to go to CNN.com and have two of the top headlines be the following:



Then it was even dumber of me to read the feminism blogs out there about these cases because they link to scary right-wing places with anti-women comments that make me shoot barf out my eyeballs.

I also have a sore throat. Yikes! And a totally busted left middle finger. Last night I bought a used tv off a friend, then dropped it on my finger when moving it to my place. The tv is at least 100 pounds, so I'm in pain. At least I have a clear image and can read the subtitles on films now.