I Hate You, Therefore You Must Be A Ruhtard.


April 28, 2011 by sandwichcontrol

It is official. I have a cold. I just blew my nose and it made the MTV logo on the tissue. Despite all of my effort to fight off illness, it finally got a hold of me. Well, at least it is the last day of classes before finals. If you can call what we are doing today class at all. In Microbiology, he told people to show up if they have questions about the final. I’m going to go just in case he tells us what to look for in our notes. Dr. A normally gives us some kind of heads up about the test, so I’m going to be interested if he throws us a bone or not.

After that, it’s off to the dungeon, I mean the Letterpress shop, to set some more type and cut the invitations to the Book Party next Thursday. The Book Party is the “final exam” for the Fine Printing/Bookmaking students. Any final exam that involves cupcakes is just fine by me.

I spent the good part of yesterday trying not to be sick and fighting the exhaustion that plagues those who sleep for shit the night before. After a twisty donut and a giant piece of chocolate cake, I turned into a bamboo floor laying machine. I ran out of “rested” boards in the sun room, so opened more boxes and got them to start resting. On Friday I’ll switch back to the garage apartment to work on the bedroom and try to get that wrapped up.

And now, for a video of a panda.

For some reason is reminds my of Eazy. Well, I need to head over to the school. Cross your fingers and hope for no rain today. Are they crossed? Crossed. More soon. ~SC

1 comment »

  1. Dave says:

    Ahh, the boredom of a captive life. I can relate.

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