oh yes. and I'm done.

I just took my final, final, final final exam. Excepting of course graduate school.

The essays took me a wicked long time to write, as usual. I can't, because of the honor code, say anything about them, but I will note the following:

Urges I had to cite the Unwritten Honors Thesis: one.
Urge I had to cite "Objects in Space" one.

*headdesk*

But I'm done. Or... or something.

It's really for moments like this that the "blank" mood was invented.

But! cheese_munkey will be back on campus tomorrow, and I'm feeling much less upset over the parents-Serenity-Hartford situation. Deep breathing and then the emailing of parents with reasonable language and maturity and compromise.

And I'm done with classes... (and I got all the multiple choice right! No idea how I handled that. Sheer dumb luck.)

(no subject)

I still don't have the actual grade for this class, but with 100s on all three tests, I think I'm pretty much on my way to a rousing final A, don't you?

Another absolutely perfect paper. It has been a sheer delight reading your work this term, Ruth Ellen.

rawk

tv tonight or lack thereof

So what am I doing tonight at nine? You might guess I'll be watching House MD. You would be wrong. You might guess I'll be watching Veronica Mars. You, also, would be wrong. I'm going to the train station to fetch cheese_munkey.

I hope it goes without saying that if you spoil me, I will keel you ded*! So just don't, kay?

*in a totally non literal way, as I would never internet-kill any of you and love you all very much.