Inconvenienced! Impeded! Imbétant!

I'm not really that mad. But I am quite annoyed at having my Internet ripped away from me for a week (at least) and without notice (if you don't count the rhythmic and constant banging coming from the floor above me). And I am annoyed that one of my classes this afternoon decided to go to the movies without telling me, leaving me with a fully-prepared slideshow, Thanksgiving lesson, and a handful of fruit and vegetable flashcards -- and sweating, since I practically ran to class so I could get there early. Dommage, they say. Yeah, dommage.