Some Days Life is Just a Copier...

The copy machine jammed four times today (twice in the morning and twice in the afternoon) as I was trying to copy student evaluation forms. And what can I say? I feel that life is like that sometimes. Things get jammed. Or constipated. (Or some other equally annoying metaphor.)

Sometimes I wish life would simply go smoothly without interruptions, even if it does sound idealistic of me. It'd be nice if I could get caught up with work for once. Or if the Korean words I know would miraculously form themselves into complete sentences. Or if I could reach the “amen” part of prayer before I fall asleep at night. Or even if I could just finish one measly blog entry...