This week has been harsh!

I am finally getting in decent shape after the sickest week in years, but I have had other fun stuff to deal with this week.
1. Presentation, which I was totoally unprepared for (my fault)
2. Student came into work complaining because he was not graduating this semester and accusing me of not doing my job (His fault)
3. My mom called me at work on Tuesday to say that she had been to see 7 docotors last week and due to numerous conditions she believes she will be dead within a couple of weeks. I refuse to get all upset because mom has a tendency to exaggerate, but I have a feeling in my gut that she wasn't exaggerating this time and that she may not be around much longer. I told her that it was okay with me if she gave my number to the doctor for someone to phone in case of her deatch. This weekend I guess I get to relay the news to my sisters since they will not accept or return her calls.
4. Scheduling graduate comps is kicking my ass! Even worse everything else has sped up at the same time... what's a girl to do?

Memeness to cure my blues, gacked from moonpuppy:

Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with Gilathief's Disorder
Cause:	influence of the Devil
Symptoms:	frequent mania, speaking in tongues, sudden gullibility, extreme appetite changes
Cure:	drink lots of water
Enter your name, for your own diagnosis:

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