Project 2 x 4

Oh my goodness gracious guys!!!

I'm so sorry about last week, but I'm sure we all know life happens, and we're going to be adults about it.

Thanks everyone for not hounding me.

So.... Lets talk about last week.

I had to carry around a 2 x 4 for eight days. EIGHT FREAKING DAYS. Do you know how bad that sucked? Well, I guess it wasn't too bad, because I only carried it with me on campus a grand total of three times, and I took it to work for half a day. Lol I'm not a strict follower of assignments if you couldn't already tell. Whatever bitches, C's get degrees.

Obligatory Plank face.

Anyway, I still had to take 80 different pictures of this freaking 4ft plank. They weren't allowed to be funny, and they all had to test properties of wood so that as a designer, I know what limitations wood has. I dunno. It was dumb, but I'm sure most people in construction have to do it at some point or another. I really just think that its for humbling purposes, or the professors just like to see kids get beat up and started at funny. Whatever, they had hard lives getting buried in the sandbox as kiddos. Revenge is a mother.

No funny pictures took the fun out of this project.

The hardest part was taking 80 pictures of this son of a bitch. It's wood. It can only do so much, and I can only do so much with it. Blurg it was like pulling teeth. We even got to make an Intsagram to document our findings in a paperless, and most of all FREE way. Nothing is better than free folks. Nothing.

My exact reaction to '80 pictures'.

My Instagram name is gotwoodfodays (If you click that, it will take you to a place where there are erection jokes, but no actual erections). I wanted to get ivegotwood, but someone already had that name. I don't care though.... As long as it was grossly inappropriate I was happy.

I didn't get hurt at all with my board, except for the backlash that happens when you slam a board into bricks, metal, or other 2 x 4's. Someone did drop their board on my foot, and that wasn't to pleasant, but I couldn't even be mad about it since she was so remorseful. Sweety pants.

I dunno what else to say about it, except I'm glad it's over and I never want to have to do it again. I really just wanted to burn it all up, and turn in ashes, but that's not allowed. Boo...

Y'all have a good week!!!

P.S. I started playing D & D. My social suicide starts now, but that game is fucking fun. Play it. You'll regret nothing.

P.P.S. The door just opened by itself at work. We have ghosts. I am terrified.