This could be the last time. This could be the last time. Maybe the last time, I don't know.

It's time now for my regular bitching about the work I have to do for school. Don't feel compelled to read this. It's just me being burned out and bitchy. You know. Me.

Unless I fail, that is.

Remember when I wrote my entire honors thesis in the week after it was due (and still pulled off an A- somehow)?

Yeah, it's kind of like that.

I'm responsible for a quarter of a 45 page business plan due on Tuesday. I'm yet to write a single word. I've done some research on the web, looked at the instructions for my part and, of course, I have absolutely no motivation to type a blessed thing. I had all the motivation in the world prior to Thanksgiving. Writing this paper and presenting it are the very last things I have to do for this class and aside of studying for a finance final, the very last school work I will ever have to do ever.

But then I caught the flu. And then I turned the page in my calendar and realized that the month of December is going to be unbelievably busy for me. I have something like seven Christmas parties to attend. I have a lot of meetings for work that will require a lot of driving. I have to clean. I have to put my tree up. You would think that I would want this paper finished.

At least I'm 99% finished with my Christmas shopping.

The problem is, this paper is so fucking boring. It's a business analysis and plan to market cricket shoes in China. And I mean the sport, here. Not eensy weensy shoes for bugs. Although, that would probably be more interesting.

Someday, when all of this is through, I'm going to write about what I REALLY learned in grad school. I assure you it will have little to do with Nike's market share in India. I don't intend to retain that.

Look for that post in a few short weeks.