Radical mispronunciation

I don’t know why, but half the time my brother says “Clyteminestra” instead of “Clytemnestra.”  And one time he said “Cliteminestra.”

Is Clytemnestra really that hard to pronounce?

I would write something more, you know, sentient, if I wasn’t still exhausted.  Went down to campus really early because it was snowing and I didn’t want to risk being late in turning in my paper.  It took forever to get it printed out, since I had to print out about ten illustrations still.  (Sadly, if anyone saw the stark nekkid Achilles, I didn’t get to see their shocked reaction.  The painting is called “The Wrath of Achilles,” but I think he looks more perplexed/irritated, personally.  It’s like that’s the look that was on the model’s face when the painter told him he wasn’t going to paint a drapery over his lap.  (Seriously, check it out:  http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Leon_Benouville_The_Wrath_of_Achilles.jpg  Does that look like “wrath” to you?))

After I got the paper turned in, I had to lug all my library books to the library, and then lug all the books I was selling back to the bookstore to the bookstore to sell them back only to find I was getting a mere pittance because they’re not being used next semester.  I ended up keeping several of them.  No idea what I’ll do with them.

Then there was more rushing about, and we went back to “Big Hero 6” to celebrate my semester being over, but that short subject at the beginning made me think of my poor Orion (though I’m not sure why), so I was crying terribly by the time it was over, and kept crying in the movie, too, whenever it got the least bit emotional.

BTW, trailers in front of children’s movies hate me.