How I'm feeling about spending the next three months of my life in Corvallis

It could be worse, I guess.  I could be going to purgatory, or being forced to eat unkosher pig meat for the duration of spring term, or getting hit by a car on my bike and not getting an insurance settlement out of it.  BUT - none of that is happening.  Therefore, I reserve all rights to bitch and complain about being stuck in Corvallis all spring as much as I damn well please.