Changes to My Course Schedule

Greetings,

I come bearing news. Not particularly important news, but news nonetheless. I have made some significant updates to the Course and Co-Op Schedule. The updates include the following:

• Aesthetic changes (no longer in table format; now more colourful)
• Minor changes to what courses are being taken when
• Now includes a credit count and what degree I intend to acquire

If any of these changes interest you or you wish to view the updated page anyway, click this link Course and Co-Op Schedule (WORK IN PROGRESS) or the link above.

I am also debating taking a minor in chemistry. I would need to stay an extra term after 4B (It would technically then be my 5A term, and would take place between May 2017 and August 2017) to complete this minor, but as it stands I may be staying an extra term anyway, so this isn’t an issue.

Dishwasher

My dishwasher is murderous scum. This past Saturday, upon returning home from a magical adventure through the land of the frosh (slang for freshman), I was notified by one of my house-mates that the dishwasher needed to be run. This being student housing, the dishwasher isn’t actually attached to any pipes in the wall. To run the dishwasher, one must first answer these riddles three:

1. If an oxidized piece of tellurium is to a leather coat from the 1960’s, then what is to a slightly narcissistic, sociopathic young adult with a Napoleon Complex?
2. If the red button makes the water leave, what makes the water stay?
3. As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives. The seven wives had seven sacks, the seven sacks had seven cats, and the seven cats had seven kits. Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, how many were going to St. Ives?

After trying the second riddle of the three first and failing miserably, I became drenched in hot tap water. Having made the grave mistake of turning the dishwasher on before completing the riddles three, the pump started to try to pull water through the valve, which was assumed to be attached to a water source. It was not attached to a water source. It was sitting at the bottom of the sink sideways, spraying tap water all over the place. The water pump was now pulling air which, as you might imagine, angered the almighty god of chaos and war, Apophis. Apophis descended from Duat with a score to settle, and commanded the dishwasher of doom to heat up and make angry noises until I unplugged it. Still soaked and not thinking straight, I reached for the plug with dripping wet hands. I don’t quite remember what happened next, all I know is there was a bang, a buzzing feeling in my arms and legs, and a rapid change in my location relative to the plug. At least the angry noises stopped and Apophis returned to the hole from whence he came.

Angry noises and warm pumps now dealt with, I stood up. I turned off the tap, and moved Dishwasher of Doom back to its resting place near the stairs. Still dazed and confused by my encounter with Apophis, I retired to my room, where I would change out of my warm and soaked clothes and decide that I will never try to use the dishwasher again.