This is indeed a great moment. I just finished writing my last take-home essay. I wrote eight friggin' pages of stupid useless bullshit today, and now I'm done with everything.
Nothing left to do now but pack up, turn 'em in, and get the hell out of here. I just hope I can survive another 36 hours with The Chimps. They're sure not making it any easier...
UPDATE
Just for fun, I recorded a conversation that The Chimps were having outside my door. Check it out (Warning: Contains references to reproductive organs):
This is the kind of crap I've had to deal with for the past few months. And they're usually louder than that.
I've mentioned that we're supposed to be having all-day quiet hours, right?
Fucktards. I can't wait to get out of here.
Posted by CD on May 7, 2005 10:52 PM(Rob Schneider mode)
You can DOOO eet!
(/Rob Schneider mode)
You're in the home stretch now ... hang in there!
Posted by: Kate at May 8, 2005 05:56 PMCouldn't hardly understand a word of the Chimpversation. Sounded kinda like, "EEEEEE! EEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! EEE! EEE! EEE!" or something.
Posted by: Army NCO Guy at May 8, 2005 09:49 PMThe money line is "Dude, you tuck your boners up?"
Seriously. I spent months living with these people. I feel dirty...
The money line is "Dude, you tuck your boners up?"
So that's what one of them said. Honestly, I couldn't make out much of anything at all.
Posted by: Katherine at May 11, 2005 04:57 PM