So I am completely done. Well, as far as this semester is concerned. I took my final Final this morning.
Yes, there was celebration, in the form of dancing in the street.
We were all READY for grub after rushing to campus for our 7:30am Final. On the menu? Not Pancakes BUT Stuffed French Toast…strawberries…whipped cream! It’s was sinfully delicious and completely worthy of our excellence as "students who SURVIVED the craziness" which was our Bio II class.
(I had Gingerbread Pancakes the other night while "group studying" for Film)
I have so many things I’d like to do:
Holiday cards are in desperate need of finishing.
I think there’s a load of laundry somewhere.
Sound my barbaric YAWP over the roofs of Memphis*
& I am scheduled to be at work in a few hours.
I think a NAP will do for now.
*Thanks Walt Whitman via Robin Williams for that sudden burst of modified Poetic Beauty!