The Conclusion To My Exegesis Paper

My Opinion:

My Professor’s Opinion:


Either way, it’s a wrap. Another semester of graduate school = donezo.

Meanwhile, the number of┬átimes I’ve uttered that sentence disturbs me deeply.


In Class When There’s A Typo On One Of My Professor’s Slides

When I see it, I go:

But then I realize that I misspelt ‘exercise’ several times in the paper I just submitted to said professor:

I call that “ironic cosmic justice” which may or may not also be the tentative title for my forthcoming memoir, release date TBD.