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I've been concentrating so much on NOT having a filter when I blog that it is seeping into my real life. What? This isn't real life?

One of the assignments for my class is to take a piece of legislation and analyze it. We were supposed to let our professor know tonight which bill we chose. Last night I found a bill about foster care. I wanted something more housing related but due to time constraints I printed out the foster care one and took it to class. Before class I was talking to my professor and asked him if I could have more time to find something more interesting to me and more related to my job. He asked what bill I did find and I explained it to him. He said it sounded interesting and before I knew where I was or who I was talking to I asked him if he wanted to do his paper on it. I immediately regretted it and apologized profusely. He looked at me and laughed. Then he said I was lucky he has a sense of humor. And then he said I could do whatever I wanted.

Note to self: STOP BEING SUCH A SMARTASS ALL THE TIME.

But question, why am I lucky he has a sense of humor? I probably don't want to know.