Or of a tunnel, anyway.
I just spent about two hours editing our humongous Hamster paper. The final Final Paper, as opposed to the evidently-not-really-final Final Paper that we had to turn in two weeks ago to the senior seminar professor and the God-why-the-hell-isn't-this-final Final Paper that we turned in last week to the departmental chair.
And this isn't the end of the Hamsters for me, oh no, because (1) I have to go over all of the operating details with Dr. Smith and the next student who's going to be working with Dr. Science this summer on something else but you know he's going to end up getting stuck with Hamsters too, and (2) I may be co-oping down at the research facility on some other project, but you know they'll be calling me over whenever anything comes up (because walking-talking documentation is better than the kind you have to read).
152 words | May 5, 2005 09:42 PM | Ivory tower