Well, today was supposed to be my first day of classes, starting at 8:00 a.m. But the powers that be decided that they wouldn't allow my seamless transition from summer time work to fall term school. So I was magically dropped from all my classes yesterday, unbeknownst to me. So when I finally found out at 10:30 last night through e-mail (DTFU: level 1 inductee) There was nothing I could do about it. Thus instead of going to all my classes today, starting the semester off right, I was running all over campus trying to figure out what the hell they did to screw me over.

After hours of line standing, wrong window meet, I'm not the person to talk to greeting, I still don't know why I was dis-enrolled. And apparently neither does anybody else on this god-forsaken campus.

So here I go again braving the waters of this momument to inefficiency they call a university, in a vain attempt to pursue some semblance of respect in the form of an overpriced piece of paper.

mmm...bureaucracy

MOST UPDATEDLYNESS UPDATE: Victory is mine...sort of. I explain in depth later but suffice to say, I finally got it all staightened out and I've be re-enrolled in my classes, except for circuits because it's full. But soon even that will be remedied...now where did I put that vile of strychnine?