Finished.

I finally finished my work for my very last design class. Yeah, I turned it in two days late, but so what? I doubt the instructor has even looked at the last set of drawings I sent her. I made a vow not to complain about this class in public, but sometimes I just can't help myself. Case in point: yesterday I got an envelope from the department in the mail, and I thought, "Finally! I haven't gotten any assignments back all semester, it's about time." Too bad that everything in the envelope was from *last* semester. One was dated August 28, 2003, in fact. I have the lamest instructor ever, I swear.