insurrect against cheese&mac
Oh my, tonight has been exciting. The lab of death, the run of…length, and the quick shower of cower..-ing…
Anyways, my physics professor warned us all of this week’s lab. A wish for fair weather sailing at best. Everyone was pounded with softball-sized hail and fragmented glass shards. Perhaps, you didn’t catch the figurative notions of my last statement, but the idea I’m trying to get across is that the lab was totally evil. First, it took the full two hours; while I can’t really complain because there are several other classes on campus that take longer than this regularly, I do make a point in explaining that the longevity of this lab was due to ceaseless computer errors and noticable experiment flaws. My lab partner and I, however, didn’t give in to the hardships of this particular lab and we actually spent the entire time working on our own near-to-ideal data. And we got it to work, eventually. Yet, nearly half of the class left early in favor of our lab instructor’s easy-going nature in handing out pre-made ideal data sheets. Thanks boss. But it was fulfilling doing it ourself, and watching the other people struggle in vain.
Then my run. My run was more erratic than ever since I was trying to beat the shower rush at 7. Apparently, a steam water mane broke, thus losing much water pressure on the VT campus. In the end, the result was that they had to completely turn off the hot water across campus. So I ran quickly, and barely made it before the water was chilled. Although, the reservoir of steam that was left over will likely go into the night, but still…it’s the race that matters. Or something…
Whatever. So now I’m at the emporium working vigorously on an essay and looking over my online math for the week. Wa-friggin-do. Much to do tonight still. Much.
They better start construction soon. I’m really craving some Starbucks. And this sounds satisfying for us geeks.
So now magically, I’m at Easy Chair taking full advantage of their wireless internet that the emporium just doesn’t provide. They used to have ethernet connections at the empo…but now…they don’t. Anyways, Abigail is eating a *yum* cinnamon bun and now I’m really distracted. ::end of blog::