The chair was completed AGAIN at 4:37 AM... at which point it broke AGAIN. Being as industrious as I am and how the base of the chair supported my weight and never broke (it was only the seat that was giving me problems), I just made a short padded covering for the base from the broken seat. It now works and supports my weight freely. I got four hours of sleep in which I had the greatest dream about Spike ever, and I got up at 8:30 AM to take it to the art building (just to give myself enough time to secure its place in the storage room), and now I'm back in my room to await the start of class at 11:20 (my LJ clock timer thingy is an hour ahead of what time it is where I am). My stomach is killing me with stupid butterflies (my nerves are quite frayed at the moment, understandably, and my hands are having a hard time not shaking). I just want this day over with so I can watch frickin' Smallville. I don't care if I get a D on the chair; I just want to see Jim-dear at his new job. *wishes she had a hurt!Spike to cuddle*
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