The Long Wait

What I learned today on a Saturday:

The impossible but very good and fantastic Ven Tori ("you-know-who" or "she-who-must-not-be-named") finally released our grades for her class. It took her almost 3 months just to find a random number from 1 to 5. It's a sign that she badly needs a man's touch.

But other than that, it felt magical, like having an orgasm already due and demandable since the end of the semester. It almost felt as if I've waited long and hard for something soft and warm to gracefully fall down a lonely toilet bowl. And before you know it—plok!—it's already there like a pleasant little surprise. The shit is finally over.

Another lesson learned.