Two Exams Down... A-Varying-Amount-Depending-if-the-Person-Asking-is-Trying-to-Get-me -to-do-a-Work-Shift-or-Not to Go

I wrote my English essay today. I showed up early with a hot dog combo from the Snack Shack, using those last precious minutes to cram bits of data into my short-term memory (and bits of fried potatoes into my short-term mouth). I spoke with a couple of ladies about our professor's policies regarding marking. Apparently she doesn't "give" perfect scores. A completely correct response results in a 7.5 out of 10. What's more, this theory is thought to be common in the English department. I really wish the English department was down the hall from the Math department, that way this kind of thing wouldn't happen.

Let's consider an example:

I ask my friend Snaggletooth Ruth for help because I'm moving. I need her to assist me in moving furniture. She shows up, she moves the furniture, nothing gets broken, we split a pizza.
Good times. I say Ruth gets a ten out of ten. If Ruth didn't show up, I'd give her a zero. If she showed up, but faked a back injury, that's probably worth a three out of ten (generous, perhaps). If she showed up, moved the armoire, then took a three hour nap on my bed as I moved it, that's a five (that armoire's heavy so it's worth extra). If she moved the furniture but broke my seashell collection, even though I specifically warned her that it was fragile, that would get her a 7 or so. But full moving equals a ten.

Except, it seems, in English Department Land (which, as previously stated, shares no common border with Math Departmentania). In order to pry a ten from the cluches of this bitter nation, Snaggletooth Ruth would have to show up early, make me breakfast, massage my feet, feed my cats, haul all my birc-a-brac at once on her back without forgetting to wipe her shoes before she entered my new place... All while simultaneously defining "Country House Poetry" using examples.

(Do I smell a bridge burning...? Mmmmm... mesquite... Maybe I should've waited for my mark before sassin' da prof...)

Anyway, next was my Modern Acting exam. I performed a scene from "Antigone" and I felt it went rather well. I'm trying to cut back on the schmackting, and I thought it was pretty schmack-free.

I also found out that a Murder Mystery I'm doing soon is happening during a private party at the NAC. (Which provides the means for me to sneakily boast that I've performed at the NAC)

Damn... You know what this post needs? Brackets.

(There we go...)