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Ha.

15 pages of sheer insanity on Goya's Black Paintings.

I'm kind of pleased, if I do say so myself...


ETA: Now, If only the printer wasn't happily dying from lack of color ink. Oh well, I'll cope.

As Luck Would Have It

So, I head to the review for my final on Thursday and the TAs tell us they're curving the grades. So from an *8 to a *7, that's the grade. 88-100=A, 78-87=B, 68-77=C, and so on.

My grade?

*9.42. Yeppers, that means I won't be taking the final.

Which means, plain and simple, that I am finished.


elinor_dear we're still on for dinner tomorrow. There shall be less chaos, and still good food.


now, if only i could have known this on monday - a meltdown would have been averted.