Me! Me! I care about your schedule!!

I did this this this and this today, and tomorrow I have to do that these and those 20 other things.

Only this, that, whatever, I, don't, care, is standing between me and summer!

Good for you. Can you post the updated version on Facebook tomorrow, because I really care about your oh so packed and accomplished schedule.*

I'm dying to know just what you've done and what you've left to do.

Let's be real. All I really care about is which one of your 700 best friends since middle school birthday's happens to be today. #tbt HASHTAG IS FOR TWITTER

*Now, if you are one of those people who lag in the productivity department (take it as it is) and need social media to hold you accountable, then sure, I'll give you a pass. "Hey, did you really write the paper AND do the reading?" Replies, "Na, just the paper." Suggests, "I haven't read either; let's read it at the same time just in case we have questions."

But to everyone else, your gloating sounds a lot like goats bleating. And bleating. Bleat-bleating.

Or whatever way you are helping the human race with your drawlings.

Sorry, proud of you, my champs, but I'm not going to "like" your status. It just makes me nervous. And angry, evidently.