Many have pondered why the average geologist is a raving alocoholic. A booze-hound determined to spend every waking moment looking at the ground and after intensive study of aforementioned ground, lying intoxicated thereon.

You would not believe the workload in third year geology. It is absolutely crushing.

Hannu, a fellow geology student and more machine of study than being of flesh, is complaining of the shear amount of work we have. This is comparable to hobos saying “no thank you sir, I have enough change”.

The problem with this is there is little room for error. If you get stuck on something, and the Geol3** papers are not easy subjects, then you’re screwed. And your grades suffer. And my grades are leveling out at my life long average of B so far. And I want to pull them to A, but I just can’t manage my time to deal with the volume of work I receive.

So this post marks my acceptance of defeat. I have met a my match in a subject that I have no problem understanding, but have great difficulty in dealing with. It is before 2230, and I intend to go to bed now, such that I may rise early tomorrow like a procrastinating phoenix, from the ashes of a lazy fire and get my life sorted. On the up side, I get paid tonight, which means I can sort out my financial obligations tomorrow like some kind of clipboard carrying accountant.

Onward to bed and financial adventure!