in my opinion, to force people who have a genuine medical need for coffee to wait in line behind people who apparently view it as some kind of recreational activity.
My life has looked a lot like this the past week.
A little like this.
And occasionally like this. If self control prevails.
After 10 hours of working on this bad boy (aka The Formal Lab Report), I called it quits and headed home around 1a. My 6a alarm rang soon after. This beast is all that stands between me and a college degree. I'm just over halfway done... with a turn-in time of 3p.
After that? Freedom. Pure, unadulterated freedom.