In truth last week was the last straw, not only was I intermittently bed-ridden with the worst-insert "F- Bomb"- headaches ever, but amidst the mental fog I still submitted a research project. It was however, complete with my own special brand of side notes. It went a little something like this:
The Grand Valley Dani of (J-? ^spell) Indonesia maintain cohesiveness through mechanical solidarity; a concept developed by (insert Fr. dude's name, yr)...
It should have read:
The Grand Valley Dani of Irian Jaya, Indonesia maintain cohesiveness through mechanical solidarity; a concept developed by French sociologist, Emile Durkheim in the 1890s.
I proofread it twice and didn't catch it until the following morning! So, here I sit with my cup of lemon cucumber water waiting on word (and the poor grade) from my professor. Sighs. Oy to the vey...so um yeah...you might wanna make an offering up to the Universe in my honor, I have been known to lose my shit when I'm hungry or harshly criticized. Hmmp. What's been going on with you? I've missed you.