I wanted to be an artist when I was five, but I can't draw, at all. Something about an inability to draw a straight line. So I'm gonna be a writer someday.... but to pay the bills, I got a real degree (plus, I didn't want to spend time around English majors and English professors.)
Morning all. I have one assignment to finish today and turn in, then I'm done for break.
*ahem*
I dunno...the English professors here are about the nicest faculty members around! I like it when I have to work on their computers. Plus they have actual INTERESTING stuff up on the wall...poetry and quotes from literature and such. And in general, they aren't the folks that call five minutes before a class hyperventilating because their power point presentation doesn't work...