The exam this morning was ok. Harder than the sample exam I did, but not nearly as bad as it could have been. I’d guess that I scored somewhere around between 60 and 70, which would make me perfectly happy. I just do not want to take that course again.

A handful of us stuck around for lunch (I actually skipped lunch and scarfed my first dessert of the week), but after saying some goodbyes I just wanted to get the hell out of there. I climbed into the cab, queued the Arcade Fire album and closed my eyes.

Being outside for the first time in days I’ve noticed that it’s hotter than the hubs of hell out there. I subway’d up to All The Best for some goodies and ended up impulse buying some Greg’s roasted marshmallow ice cream. The cashier asked me if I wanted a spoon just in case it melted before I got home; I told her that if it came to that I’d drink the tub dry.

Anyway, I now have the place to myself as the wife & mother-in-law have left for a girls night. A nice man brought me pizza. I’m relaxing, catching up on news & playing with the cats. I look forward to reading the paper tomorrow morning and going for a meaningless stroll (unless it’s the seventh layer of hell out there again) just for the hell of it.

Sadly, this weekend is about all the spare time I can muster. Since my Europe trip is in two weeks I have to get the first assignment done early, which means starting Monday.