I have no excuse for this.

It's getting to be crunch time, and we all know what THAT means for brain-to-mouth filters. I just turned in my final project for computer graphics, accompanied by a two-page technical explanation written from the point of view of a bored Sith Lord with nothing better to do than shoot rubber bands at Grand Moff Tarkin and make 3D computer models of the objects on his desk.

Sanity breakdown: imminent.

I have no excuse for this.

It's getting to be crunch time, and we all know what THAT means for brain-to-mouth filters. I just turned in my final project for computer graphics, accompanied by a two-page technical explanation written from the point of view of a bored Sith Lord with nothing better to do than shoot rubber bands at Grand Moff Tarkin and make 3D computer models of the objects on his desk.

Sanity breakdown: imminent.

You're all clear, kid, now let's blow this thing and go home!

Operation WRITE ALL THE ESSAYS has reported victory!

*flump* After... three hours of sleep in the past two days, a distinct lack of remembering to eat, and approximately thirty hours straight that were spent either writing essays, taking exams, or working on my graphics project, literally without a break... it's over. All my stuff's in. The French essay clocked in at 33 pages. I did not fail any exams (unless I was hallucinating that they weren't too difficult, which at this point is not outside the realm of possibility). All my library books are turned in and the ILL office forgives me for holding onto that one thing for way too long. I did not go on any axe-murdering sprees. The semester from hell is over.

In celebration of the stupid shit people do when they haven't slept enough, I give you the full write-up of my computer graphics final project. I take no responsibility for any idiocy, failed attempts at humor, or technical incompetence displayed therein.

( Bored Sith lords ahead! )

You're all clear, kid, now let's blow this thing and go home!

Operation WRITE ALL THE ESSAYS has reported victory!

*flump* After... three hours of sleep in the past two days, a distinct lack of remembering to eat, and approximately thirty hours straight that were spent either writing essays, taking exams, or working on my graphics project, literally without a break... it's over. All my stuff's in. The French essay clocked in at 33 pages. I did not fail any exams (unless I was hallucinating that they weren't too difficult, which at this point is not outside the realm of possibility). All my library books are turned in and the ILL office forgives me for holding onto that one thing for way too long. I did not go on any axe-murdering sprees. The semester from hell is over.

In celebration of the stupid shit people do when they haven't slept enough, I give you the full write-up of my computer graphics final project. I take no responsibility for any idiocy, failed attempts at humor, or technical incompetence displayed therein.

( Bored Sith lords ahead! )