Dear Prof. Morton:
It's come to my
attention (i.e. I found out when I went to go
cash a
check) that the grades for all
incomplete courses are due this afternoon in the
registrar's office. As it's around four in the morning and I've already collapsed on the
keyboard twice this evening, I highly doubt I will be handing you my
paper prior to the grading process. Maybe it's
lack of sleep, maybe it's the
head injury, but I think, at this point, That it no longer matters to me. Please supply me with whatever grade you
feel is
necessary. I won't
argue.
I will most likely be living with my parents for the foreseeable future, of course, when they yank away my
financial aid, but at this point, the only thing I care about is being
alive,
healthy, and
mostly sane. Do not take this as a disparagement of the course or
yourself; no, rather, think of it as the
realization and
acceptance of my own
incompetence. I will now go to sleep, where I can finally find some
blessed peace.
Feel free to talk to me after
German, if you feel it's necessary. I will be as
cooperative and
unhelpful as possible. I enjoy
learning, but I prefer
living much more.
This concludes our
rant for the evening.
Thank you, and good night, folks.
Yrs, JMM.