Neither rain, nor sleet, nor
Me: Sweet, drinking during class.
Prof: We're not going there to drink.
Me: I'm going there to drink.
Prof: Okay, you can drink, John.
Me: I plan on it.
We've had snow, sleet and rain already today and suspect more is on the way. Despite the fact I usually get cursed for saying this, I love winter and I hope it really snows soon. I prefer cold to hot just about any time. Other things of note, I actually have a short story due tomorrow evening. Yes, tomorrow, Thanksgiving evening, I have a paper due. And because of the fact my compy died and I lost everything on my hard drive, I have to rewrite the whole thing later today. And finally I found out Monday that the last class for my writing workshop will be held in a bar, which explains the conversation transcript a few lines up.
