ABCM Quickie

Not the fun kind of quickie, but just like the fun kind, there's no time for foreplay. Just some brief albeit semi-interesting bullshit. I feel like there should be a comma in that last sentence, but it's 2 AM right now and it's hard to give a crap at 2 AM.

Question for you:

What do people do when they have no job, no prospects, and a reserve of skills that mean jackshit? Why, go back to school, of course!

Yes, you read me right. I'm doing what I have sworn for nearly two decades that I wouldn't do even if someone paid me.

I swore that if Maxwell (pre-haircut)

was the professor and Boris Kodjoe

 
was my own personal, sexy, muscular lecture hall chair (I think my friend On My Soapbox would call that a seat wiener), you still couldn't get my ass into a classroom again.

Well, I've enrolled in an accelerated Ph.D program and I haven't seen hide nor hair of Maxwell or Boris. I feel so betrayed. Now, I don't know who the hell made me think that I could take an accelerated anything after 17 years of absolutely no formal education, but whoever it was did a bang-up job.

So, I came to let you know that I have a new, legitimate reason for not blogging regularly. I will try, between three hour lectures, endless research, and daily assignments where I must write 7- 15 essays, to come on here and complain about shit and comment on your blogs. I suspect, though, that I will have a limited amount of vocabulary left after I've poured it all into 7 - 15 fucking essays per day. That may be a bit of an exaggeration. The dude gives us 7 -15 questions and we must answer each with a thorough 1-2 paragraphs. Yup, smells like essays to me.

I hope professors aren't still uptight, sexually repressed bastards and bitches. My knees aren't as strong as they once were.

Before I lost my mind, I submitted a guest post to Jumble Mash because she's really busy at work right now. That post is scheduled to appear on her blog on Tuesday. Consider that my second and final post for this week, so after you stop by her place, come over here and show an absent, stressed-out bitch some love, will you?

My fried brain and I thank you.

And if any of you would like to guest post for little old me, shoot me an email. Just ask Mynx how much fun it is to be my guest.

I'm not saying Jumble Mash owes me a favor or anything...

Oh, and would somebody do me a solid and run over to The Well-Fed Spirit and tell the zen bitch and her followers that we're gonna be busy for awhile?

I've got mad love for all my loyal subjects readers. Thanks for your continued readership, support, awards, and patience. When I've completed this program, you're all entitled to either one free counseling session or one free e-download of my book.

Of course, I mean a five minute trial session or the ten-page e-book sample.

You're welcome.