magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

breakfast. library. lunch. structures. hvac. studio. dinner. studio.

one of those school days were nothing of note really happened. except two pieces of email. one from sung ho that was sent early afternoon, but that i didn't get until i got home late in the evening, about how the cad lab was supposed to be open tonight. it hasn't been open at all since class on friday, and we have all this modeling work to do. but it was pouring outside and i wasn't going to go back at that point.

and the other email was from the elusive john blackmer. who i hadn't heard anything from or about since he moved out to california two years ago. it seems bret managed to track him down, and probably told him to email all his old friends so they wouldn't think he had fallen off the face of the world for good.