I GOT MY BRITLIT CLEP RESULTS AND I KICKED THE FAERIE QUEENE IN THE ASS!

They have this incredibly stupid results chart with a bunch of random titles at the top of each column so you have to look on this other chart to figure out what your results are and what they mean and whether or not you passed and I DID I PASSED AND I JUST GOT 6 HOURS OF ENGLISH CREDIT FOR TWO HOURS OF REALTIME WORK AND $45 AND I LOVE YOU GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUYS!

Of course, I still have my English Composition Score to wait for. *snicker*

In return for my CLEP score, my math test decided to teach me humility today. I attempted to explain to it that I already had plenty of humility, or I wouldn't be in this particular math class, but it was unconvinced, and gifted me with about 30 pounds more humility than I really needed.

Tiny silver lining of the day: they drop the lowest test grade, and Jesus H. Tapdancing Christ, this should be that. I don't know what brand of crack I was smoking when I was working the problems, but I made 101 of Barron's EZ Study Keys most popular simple mathwork errors, so I didn't *have* to make that lovely grade, so it was probably yellow. Hence the humility.

Perhaps I should just attempt to get more sleep. That might mean less IFC, though, and let's not be silly.

Anyway. At the very least I have no homework today, and I am now adjourning to go home and attempt to figure out what qualifies me as a non-rock, because this test score did *not* do that.