My studio partner and I have spent the last week and a half making intricate screens for our model. We've been using baswood and an olfa knife and tweezers, and have pretty much managed to develop carpal tunnel. They're awesome though:
Anyway, we were on our last batch the other night, and suddenly my good friend remembers he has one of those choppers where you can set up a template and then chop piece after piece with almost no effort involved. He ran over to us with it all happy that he could help us. When we saw our salvation and thought about how close to the end of the torture we already were, we both burst into tears. We cried for a good ten minutes while everyone gaped at us. It was hilarious in retrospect, though. The chopper proved amazing. And we managed to finish our model, though we didn't manage to sleep. Oh well.
One thing I truly believed before I came to college was that it was impossible to fall asleep while actively doing something. This saddens me, because there are countless classes where I've completely given up taking notes because the word never forms on the page before I lose consciousness.
On a third, even more unrelated note, one of my favorite professors stopped me in the hall last week and told me he found my blog on this site. I'm making a deliberate choice to embarrass him here, and would like him to know that I overheard one of his students refer to him as "awesome" tonight.