Haikus

Today, Andrew wrote a poem on the back of his lunch receipt. I decided that the next receipt I got, would be graced similarly. So here they are (written at the UC):

Poor
Bank account runs dry
Limited cash in my hands
I have no money

Root-Beer
Sweet tasty Root-Beer
A bev'rage to keep me sane
God's gift to the stressed

Ooh, how liberating. I also had a look at what courses I could possibly do out here next term. I need to see about doing a sixth course. If I don't have any labs, I might as well take on one hey?

Arts degrees rock.