reddest professor...and my temperature

so i'm taking this class, diagnosis I, to learn all about testing. my professor is a ding dong who clearly has no sped background and feels high and mighty teaching a graduate class as an adjunct faculty member. she spent 2 hours and 15 minutes reviewing what i could have learned from mandy or anyone else who knows what they're talking about in special ed in fifteen minutes. she let us out fifteen minutes late...AGAIN...and spent the entire time going painfully through every single element of administering the woodcock subtests 1-11. fuck the fuckin' woodcock, that's what mandy says. i hope this post doesn't get flagged. actually, i think B's the only one who reads it anyway. sometimes i love that i'm back in school; other times it is the reddest, and simply the bain of my existence.
on a much lovelier note, babies, today was day 2 of temperature taking. my basal temp was 97.39 at 5am. i'll keep you posted. three months of this business ...aaaaaah! i can't wait to move to vermont.