... it means that I get only four hours of sleep, and sitting through meetings without snarking at the stupid people who are jacking around and making the meetings three hours long.

Arrgh. I hate feeling so tired before I even start working. Couldn't skip class this morning because I had to go fail a quiz, and print my stuff for the critique on Monday.

And now my throat is hurting. A lot. Like, painful to swallow hurting. Which is the last thing I need right now.

Tell you one thing, I'm not staying late in the morning. Let N. deal with her own shit. Bad enough that I have to supervise both J. and K. tonight, and that jobs will have backed up because of forementioned meeting.

Grrr.