Miserable Fucking Day

Spent most of the day dealing with a fucking plagiarist (this has eaten much of my grading time over he past three days). This meant that I had to haul ass in to the office on a fucking Friday, spend more money than usual on parking this week, and email everyone on earth who deals with This Type Of Thing. And then fill out the paperwork, photocopy the evidence, and send in the complaint.

And I still have a fuckload of grading to do.

And then? John Spencer died.

I call a do-over. This day is foul.