Make No Whistle Or Thou Will Be Murdered

Well, I'm postponing the joys of International Monetary Problems for another year after failing it. For once I have met my own expectations -- one key way of telling whether a test has gone well is whether you erase and rewrite nearly everything you have written and then have to go sit quietly in the basement of the library for half an hour immediately afterward. My usual method of giving up is just not even starting things, so actually capitulating in mid-semester is a new and exciting way to bomb out. Anyway, I'll try it again later. In the meantime, I guess that's one less final to do.

Why is there another fly in my room? I am not a dirty person. If you'll excuse me, it's killin' time.