The best way to die...

So I had a wonderful dream after finals and during Winter Break. It was a dream above all dreams. In truth, now that I've gotten my special studies grade back, my major advisor doesn't really deserve much of the treatment in the comic... at least... not the flaming arrow. I managed an A-, which meant that fall of senior year was my first college semester that I managed straight A's (of any kind).



She totally deserves to at least be a little harassed by a squid though...

On a more serious note though, the spring semester went a lot smoother, and I no longer feel any sort of antagonism toward her. Advisor love!