I have seven hours of class tonight, the final one being Drugs & Society (which is 2.5 hours long). Mind you, the teacher is as boring as dirt and as annoying as PBS during a pledge drive. Oh, and there's the fun language barrier (I know he's been in America for over 25 years; I suspect he just doesn't want students to fully understand him). And wrong most of the time, although he'd never acknowledge it. I like to debate with him, but it never leads me anywhere but frustration-land, since he refuses to admit that I may know a bit more than him (really, I'm not uppity. He isn't up to date on drug law, at all, nor does he understand the history of it). I'm taking it because it is a required class for my major, and no other professors offer it.
Since I'm in a class where I can never be right, entertained, or expect to learn something, I've decided to entertain myself. I'm drinking tonight. I'm drinking until it gets fun, and maybe until I get belligerant. I have a mix of grapefruit and vodka in my Nalgene bottle and I'm going to drain the 32 oz before class is over. Oh, this will be fun.![]()



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I believe you Dottie and you have my support

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