Maybe....If I hit my head against the wall enough, it will all go away 125/365

I slept through a total of four phone calls from the dean of students this morning. When I got up and called him back I got bad news. Seems my darling stepson showed up to school reeking of marijuana and stoned out of his mind. Oh, imagine that. Didn't I already complain about this to you sir? Needless to say he's suspended for 5 days and supposedly grounded to his room. Oh good goody. More time for me to not get anything done. I can't work under these conditions.

Grrrrrrrrrrrr.