Congratulations, Wolverine.
By the way, the snowball fight is over here.
THWACK!!!
Oh, were you looking over toward that thread? So sorry. I hope that snow on the back of you neck feels nice.
Congratulations, Wolverine.
By the way, the snowball fight is over here.
THWACK!!!
Oh, were you looking over toward that thread? So sorry. I hope that snow on the back of you neck feels nice.
I had two papers to write. This one on Saturday was a Philosophy, the one on Sunday was a Biochem.
Oh, I knew where the snowball thread was. I’ve been there all day. I was trying to recruit new fighters. Right now there are about 6 of us.
Eh- about ten minutes until I can safely duck out the back door at work without attracting attention, so I may as well kill that time on the SDMB.
I always wanted to get papers done early. I’d go to the library the day the paper was assigned, and then my ambition would slowly drain away until the night before. At that point, it still wasn’t panicked writing, but rather “Ok, I’ve got twenty pages to go, and twenty hours. One page an hour is reasonable.” Then I’d get distracted, and surf the web, or write some emails, or take a nap, and then pump out four or five pages, and then repeat.
::sigh::
Eh- well- one of my last undergrad papers was written from 5 am to 9 am on the last day of class, and I made it across campus only ten minutes late for class. Who would have thought that twenty pages on the trial and subsequent dissolution of the Templar order would be so fascinating?