Smallhouse Log

Thursday, sixth week of Easter
"Everything's in Spanish, but they won't make you a #&!* %^$@~] taco!" -Brian, 04/30/2008

So Brian's back from Spain, and he brought me the best possible souvenir: A bag of Lay's potato chips. A bag of jamon flavored potato chips. So good.

While I'm talking about things that are awesome: I am now officially three credits away from graduating instead of five (the fifth being just a grade that never got submitted, nobody panic -a quick e-mail to the professor took care of it). Half a paper, two large projects and some paperwork (id est, actually applying for a degree), and I will be sitting pretty. Yessssssssss. Couple this with getting job prospects that could actually pay my tuition in time to get the degree, and things are looking real good. Until, you know, I look at my pile of homework.

But now that I've got Matlab up and running on pyxis mali, I feel a lot more secure about going home for Dylan's graduation, in that I'll actually be able to do homework the whole time. Yay! Just what I wanted, I'm sure. I leave right after class. Well, I mean, I leave for the bus depot right after class. Now all I have to do is pack and burn mix CDs to foist on unsuspecting friends, relations, and passerby. Any requests?

Oh, and homework, of course. I haven't forgotten.

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v responded within a day.

That's awesome, but to clarify, what exactly is the timeline here? Also, I'm entirely done with everything on Monday. I think there should be celebrating.