Dumber than a Box of Rocks

I was so proud of me. I turned in one of my assignments several hours early. Smug, I drank coffee, watched the season premiere of "Ghost Whisperer" (looooove that show!) and toodled around the house. As I was reading my textbook, a cold feeling of horror overtook me. I did the WRONG ASSIGNMENT. Not only that, but I had already uploaded it and sent it to my professor. I quickly flipped to the page I was supposed to do...less than two hours to midnight, and there was no way I could finish it on time. Defeated, I e-mailed my professor, admitted to my brain fart, and asked for a Monday extension.

~ sigh ~