Chortles

People of the Globe (and other interested parties) I have found my notebook!!!!! Hahahaha this is a time of joy and peaches and goodwill indeed, who cares about Poli Sci papers, my words have not been lost! I went over to Dr. Johnston's office a few minutes ago to turn in an assignement, and as I was standing there talking to her I noticed my characteristic doodle on her desk. At first I thought that it was just an assignment I had turned in before, but then, much to my joy and great frollity, I realized it was my notebook! I had left it the last time that I had blundered into her office and I had never even considered that possibility. I, like Ferdinand the Bull, am VERY HaPPy! To commemorate this time of joy, which is also brought about by the fact that my paper is ALMOST DONE (Interupts himself with a huge yeelp of indefatigueable joy) I will post a widdle poem from my notebook, its really more like a declaration of victory rather then a poem, but that's fine.

This is my day already
Can't turn me over
You can't break my hope
You can't tear down my soul
Can't feed me to the lions
Cause their mouth's are closed
Can't burn me in the furnace
Won't even singe my toes
Laugh, live, love and try again
Never let sleeping dogs lie
Stand up again, undefeated
Forget all those many times
You've fallen down before
Today is a new day
Don't roll over, feeble man

Yeah that was kinda' strange,
taTa