On Wednesday afternoons, I have a longish break between the annoying class and my south asian myth class. I usually come home, because two back to back 12 hour days on campus is just too much for me this semester. I came home this afternoon and previously stated, loved on the kitties and did my homework for class this evening. I left the house half an hour before class so I could catch the bus and make sure I got to class on time. And I get to class, to find a closed door and a sign that class has been cancelled for the evening.
On the one hand, I'm very glad to have my evening free. On the other hand, *stabbity*.