And so make an end
Last day. It was good to see all the final book projects; it seemed like everybody did particularly cool stuff this semester. And I gathered up my pile of prints, got to look through the stuff I got from the morning class for the print exchange, and then gave away a few of my own prints to various people, and that was good too.
Jules had come into town for the day, and it was really nice to see her. She seems exactly like herself, which I found tremendously reassuring. She says she'll be teaching again in the spring, and I'm very glad about that.
I still have bad spells of coughing from time to time, and my nose is still pretty badly clogged up, but I think I'm starting to get better. Maybe I'll be approaching human by the time I get to Pittsburgh. I still have a few tedious bureaucratic loose ends to tidy up before I leave, but I think I should be able to get most of them dealt with tomorrow.
I am still worried about graphic studio. It really just seemed like it was doomed from the start, and now that I've missed all the final presentations, I'm full of guilt. Ugh.
Jules had come into town for the day, and it was really nice to see her. She seems exactly like herself, which I found tremendously reassuring. She says she'll be teaching again in the spring, and I'm very glad about that.
I still have bad spells of coughing from time to time, and my nose is still pretty badly clogged up, but I think I'm starting to get better. Maybe I'll be approaching human by the time I get to Pittsburgh. I still have a few tedious bureaucratic loose ends to tidy up before I leave, but I think I should be able to get most of them dealt with tomorrow.
I am still worried about graphic studio. It really just seemed like it was doomed from the start, and now that I've missed all the final presentations, I'm full of guilt. Ugh.