Rambling and Moaning

So it looks like I'll be spending the weekend lesson planning and filling out applications. I just found out the some of the requirements are different then what they told us at the begining of the semester and I don't know when I'm going the find the time to do it all.

Why does this happen to me? I get so close to reaching a goal, a big one, maybe the biggest in my life, and ten tons of shit have to rain down from the heavens. I mean really, would it kill the universe to let me coast, just this once? No bumps in hte road, clear sailing and all the regular cliches?

It's not like I'm planning on destroying the world with some new toxic chemiccal that will make me billions and thus secure me from criminal charges. I just want to teach kids to read and write and learn their times tables and stuff. How to stand in line and share their toys.

*gets out the magic markers and continues to work*