I don't know how, but somehow I managed to survive this week.
One of the longest weeks I've ever had, but I managed. A dozen things went wrong, and we really really came close to not being able to get our engineering project to work. So close that the TA made Melonie cry.
...Not to mention a totally unexpected instant message from somebody I haven't heard from in a long time, which really caught me off guard.
But I managed.
Here's hoping for one more "P" in the Old Oaken Bucket this weekend.
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