11:30 and I’m just about ready to burn to CD. Yeah, I definitely missed my plane. Forgot to eat dinner, though, and nothing to eat in the dorm… Philly Diner, here I come. Ah, Philly Diner! Like Denny’s, but with slower service. But they’re the only place I know of on campus that serves stuff like that, and every so often you want eggs benedict at 3AM or get homesick for Chicken Fried Steak after living so long in Philadelphia, and their milkshakes aren’t half bad.

The Philly Diner:
When I miss my Southern fare,
A shoddy knockoff.

Come on, stupid computer! Finish rendering! Then I can upload everything and you can all gasp in surprise and wonder and remark amonst yourselves in hushed tones “She spent a semester on that?”

No, overall I’m fairly pleased, especially considering that nearly all animation was done in a span of 36 hours. I would not recommend this to anyone. Let’s just say it was a learning experience.

Ladies with walkers
Cause Cellie excessive angst,
Still feels Pixar love.

I need to write haiku more often. I love my bad poetry. At least I haven’t tried to use the word “effulgent.”