The quarter winds down...

My last class of spring quarter for the 2004-2005 academic year was no less painful than it has been for the last ten weeks of my life. The course title is quite deceptive and, in my opinion, should be changed from "Professional Communications" to "Professional Coma-Inducing Lectures" or maybe "Freehand Drawing". The only thing that keeps me entertained is my observation that the professor's mind seems to exist in an entirely different universe from the one where his actions take place and his words are spoken. He mentioned that he was very pleased with the excitement and the enthusiasm of the class on Tuesday while we were working in groups on xyz assignment. I thought that was odd, because all I can remember of Tuesday was trying with all my might to keep my eyes open while the teams beside and in front of mine gave each other dumb looks and discussed the fact that they had no idea what we were supposed to be working on. Maybe the excitement and enthusiasm the professor was referring to was coming from the kid in my group who was playing crappy Flash games on his laptop.

In other news, I had a phone interview with someone from Harris Corporation this morning. It went very well except that my voice is all screwed up because of the virus that is currently ravaging my body on a cellular level. I was expecting to hear him say that they couldn't hire me because it is against company policy to employ frog-men, but he didn't. Maybe they don't discriminate against amphibians, although I'm not sure they should be trusting frog-men to embed software into chips that go into missile-guidance systems.

I helped Kate move some of her stuff out of her room this morning, which served as yet another reminder that the end of the academic year is approaching...no...stalking...no...hunting - that's it - hunting me down while I try as hard as I can to flee in terror. I really wish I had gotten to know Kate earlier in the year, because it's going to be difficult to spend an entire summer without her. Oh yeah. That reminds me. It's 2:00 and I'm supposed to meet her in the foreign language lab. I guess that means the end of this post.

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