You m-m-m-mmm-m-make me happy.

It has been an exceptionally long day. I only had one class, but there was more than enough work to go around. My math assignment took me 2 hours 18 minutes and 51 seconds. Yes, I took my time, but then I had to study for this frakking test that I don't know when I am going to take. It has inevitably been narrowed down to Saturday or Monday. I'm not ready for it, and I don't want to pay for a retake.

There was something particularly enjoyable about my day though. I got to see a kid wearing overalls. No, it wasn't some youngster being led around by his college-age mommy. It was a student in my math class. Here are some rules about wearing overalls:

• One may wear overalls only if he/she meets the following criteria:

1. Said individual is under the age of 5
2. Said individual is a farmer of some kind
3. Said individual uses them for utility purposes
4. Said individual has gone "full retard" like unto...

Now, I don't know if you read what it says under the title, but the tagline is "Once upon a time... there was a retard." There may be other reasons a person might wear overalls. None of them are good though...

It is only 9:30, and I think I am off to bed. Lame, I know.