Stress time

Three and a quarter hours testing in the morning, one hour lunch, three hours testing in the afternoon ... and almost a fracking hour to get out of the zarking parking garage with some smeghead SUV driver honking loud and long every seventy-eight seconds.

As in, WE HEARD YOU THE FIRST HUNDRED TIMES YOU LEANED ON THF RUTTING HORN, YOU INCONSIDERATE FRELLNIK!

Ahem.

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Update

It has been brought to my attention on another board that I have been whinging entirely too much about the bar exam.

I apologize.

The frell?

Just got e-mail telling me how to save money buying cigarettes.

Didn't ask for it, didn't want it, and if someone tells me not to knock it until I've tried it, I may resort to excessive gratuitous violence.

(Seriously, "don't knock it until you've tried it" - is there a stupider argument to make out there?)