Unimpressed

Another big meeting with the big boys to discuss the future of the English department. They are so worryingly responsive to everything I say that I'm convinced if I suggested every student be furnished with a copy of The God Delusion, a thousand books would be ordered immediately.

A conversation with Knobface (a stupid whining fuckwit with an aura so frosty, your tongue would stick to her if you ever dared to get that close) left me feeling rather tense this afternoon. Her extreme idiocy was proved beyond doubt by her harping on about 'statistics', 'absence' and 'fairness' and generally coming across as the useless pleb she is.

I really don't like her.

Not one little bit.