Two weeks. In two weeks this quarter will be over. Two more weeks of short nights and caffeine-fueled days until I can shuffle half-conscious into my finals, end it, then shuffle back home so I can pass out for a week. Then wake up and do it all again. Alright, maybe it's not quite that bad, but I have been keeping horrible hours, pulling more all-nighters, and drinking a ridiculous amount of coffee lately (I'm convinced that Starbucks sells liquid crack, except crack is cheaper). I've also been producing some pretty good stuff - I've modeled an anatomical human body that I'm (mostly) proud of. Still need to give him some equipment thou