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Alright, here it is. Or as much of it as I can stomach to write right now.

I knew Finals Week was going to be a questionable week when on Saturday night I somehow ripped out a chunk of flesh from my right thumb knuckle as I was putting my laptop on the ground. How did I tear of flesh from the outside of my hand when I was gripping the laptop with the inside of my hand? I don't know! How the hell did I cut myself with a butter knife? Who knows how I do these things?

So that's how Finals Week started (I'm starting it on Saturday just because that's when I self-mutilated my poor thumb and so therefore it seems like an appropriate beginning to one of those weeks). It ended on Friday with me running on two hours of sleep, frantically trying to finish up a project at 10:00pm in a Chinese all-in-one internet/karaoke/boba cafe that was PITCH BLACK except for the light from my monitor and a strobe light over the karaoke stage. And we can't forget about the slightly-off-key Chinese guy crooning on said stage. The whole damn time.

Yeah, let's just say the quality of my work on that project? Not very high.

So there you have the beginning and the end and the rest of it...maybe later. I should really get out of this same pair of sweatpants I've been wearing for I'm not sure how many days straight now and go do some wedding scouting stuff.

Labels: Grad School

Comments:

I feel your pain, finals stink and usually something bad happens to make it so much worse (like a cold or being a finalist for the weblog awards or something bad like that).

# posted by  michele : 5:11 PM

 

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