I've had a rough night

Tonight, as Kevin and I were cooking dinner, a large amount of bacon grease leapt from the skillet onto my hands and, most painfully, face. Instantly, I burst into tears. I started crying and I couldn't stop. All night. It's not just that my face hurts. I think I'm just feeling really raw about the state of education, the loss of jobs, and the lack of accountability. I'm also really mad at the bacon. I realize that if anyone should be irrate, it's the pig who had to give his life so I could eat him. But still. My eyelid nearly got burned off and education is fucked. This is a bad week.

Thoughts

When people say, "you do the math", I'm pretty sure they're actually saying, "I actually can't do the math myself."

Yay for finally figuring out the right username and password combo. I'm back! Good things to come. Well, things to come.