Sweet mother of mackerels

Well, the week of hell is (hopefully) over. The Cammi is more or less on the mend physically, and is much more cheerful since her voice has returned, allowing her to be a smartass again. And the hell of getting final essays, art projects, and portfolios finished on time is over. Just one final to go, and then I'm a fully educated... English-type... person... thing. Yay!

Anyhoo, it's late. I dedicate the intergalactic mutant space chicken to all the other sleep deprived and stressed students of the world. Good luck, and try to keep your sanity levels up.