Ahahhahaha! Once again, the weather pundits are wrong, wrong, wrong. When I went to bed last night, the breathing toupee models were blithely assuring me that TS Alberto would peter out during the night and pose little threat to us. When I awoke this morning, the toupee fashionista was capering gleefully around the studio, shrieking that Alberto had evidently rummaged in his drawers for the HGH, because now he was nearing hurricane strength. What was more, friends, neighbors, and helplessly trapped and expendable invalids, he was COMING RIGHT FOR US! The man was positively Renfeldian in his exultation.
This presents a conundrum for the university. Not only is this week finals week for students on half-session, but the summer is the bread-and-butter of their orientation, when legions of starry-eyed freshmen and their clingy parents toddle and waddle across campus and listen to the university sales pitch. If they close campus, the current orientation group will be trapped in the dorms, and the new batch of prospective students will be unable to enter. Additionally, students who pay to learn here could have their finals bumped a week, effectively demolishing their travel plans.
I have no travel plans, but I do have a paper due tomorrow that needs to be finished before the rains come. That gives me ninety minutes to finish. Ahahaha! As if. Whatever is on the screen at 4:50 is being printed out, and that's that. It's my own fault for not getting on the stick sooner...
ETA: Done! I am done, and before midnight, too. Gone, gone, gone! Guera is free! At least for the night.
This presents a conundrum for the university. Not only is this week finals week for students on half-session, but the summer is the bread-and-butter of their orientation, when legions of starry-eyed freshmen and their clingy parents toddle and waddle across campus and listen to the university sales pitch. If they close campus, the current orientation group will be trapped in the dorms, and the new batch of prospective students will be unable to enter. Additionally, students who pay to learn here could have their finals bumped a week, effectively demolishing their travel plans.
I have no travel plans, but I do have a paper due tomorrow that needs to be finished before the rains come. That gives me ninety minutes to finish. Ahahaha! As if. Whatever is on the screen at 4:50 is being printed out, and that's that. It's my own fault for not getting on the stick sooner...
ETA: Done! I am done, and before midnight, too. Gone, gone, gone! Guera is free! At least for the night.