Work was uneventful.
Class was okay; that one girl in there annoys the hell out of me. I like Lars –(not in a sexual way at all).
We spent a lot of time pondering the question, “Can a font create a mood?”
I brought my old copies of “The Week” magazine, and put them in the rack by the downstairs machines. I worked out 30 minutes on the Stair Master in the upstairs room as the downstairs machines were all taken. When I came downstairs to head out, the two folks on the 1st two elliptical machines were pointing at articles in each other’s copy of the magazine and laughing about them.
One class closer to my Master’s degree. One day closer to my $150 “health rebate.”