AND YOU'RE TALKING TO NOBODY ON THAT MOTHERFUCKIN' CELL PHONE.
Organize your life. Take a minute to plan things out, so you won't be late, so you don't need to call someone... "I'm on the way, I'm going to be late, whatever, it doesn't matter, I'm calling you, so it's okay." It's not. So get off the phone. for. fuck's. sakes.
Oh, and I got my M.Ed. degree today at Convocation. They bagpiped us in, the honourary doctorate guy cracked jokes, and I managed to find out that I wasn't the only one who had a horrible experience with my thesis supervisor. A lovely day, really.