I’ve just seen this pile of book-type things dumped on my desk because the intern who had them has finished up, and I’m the next person in line that these things are relevant to. It’s the “training materials” for our course.
And I swear to you, it is the size of at least 3 A-K Yellow Pages. And it’s not complete – I can tell there are things that are missing because there’s stuff like “vol 2” and no corresponding volume 1.
It looks very much to me like it’s practically a whole year of uni compressed into 8 weeks. Which, given working 8hr/day, 5days/week for 8 weeks, is probably the same amount of time a full year course has; that doesn’t take away from the fact that this is freaking insaaaaane. I’m gonna get started on it now.
Good luck! I’ll be present at your funeral.
I won’t. Hah!
My presence depends on which city it will be held in.
Shame you won’t make it to 21
ahahhaa how morbid
can i get your belongings? i’m sure there is some good stuff u have
>.< what the?! ama: thanks, i feel the love jack: love that honesty hui-ai: your love is so conditional! zhi: oh I'll make it to 21. that's only 4 days after the beginning of the training program chicky: et tu, chickus?
Chickus sounds strangely Yiddish. Oy.
yeah, but you may decide to jump off a high place before then
i don’t get it… since when have I been intimidated by these things? It’s chunky, sure, but I’ll chomp thru it eventually…