Cough, Cough, Sick

Now my first intention was just to call in sick for this singular class I have on Wednesdays, but since I’ve played that card one too many times, I’m going with a flat tire.  Now the flat tire excuse is classic, but you should never use it more than once a semester per professor.  To make matters worse I actually feel bad, not sure if it’s from working too much or the fact I haven’t had a real vacation since high school.  Also I’ve got a psychology exam tomorrow and two quizzes in two other classes, so my afternoon and evening won’t exactly be wasted; but then again it’s rare these days to have any day that’s really wasted.  One trick for sleeping well on the night of an exam is a good stiff drink (a whiskey neat is my poison of choice).  Also the girl of my dreams lately, the one I’ve purposefully ignoring wasn’t in class the other day.  Granted, I know it’s probably not meant to be, but I still miss the ying to my yang.