Who has a big freakin' caffine (or lack thereof) headache?

I'll give you a hint.  Her name starts with S and she's sitting in Tyson's office waiting for her dad to finish up his work.

I'll gitve you another hint.  It's me.

On the upswing, I made a 100 on my weekend Calculus quiz... *cough*
And I think I may have done quite well on the test we took today.

free response + no implicit diffrentiation = HOORAY!

Now, because I am bored: A commentary on Tyson's office.

There is the "I <3 Indy" wall that has two full size movie posters, as well as nine smaller posters.  Then there is the "I <3 Star Wars" wall that has two full size movie posters, seven smaller images taken from the books, I think.  Then on the very side of that wall, a full size movie poster for Army of Darkness, autographed by Bruce Campbell, has snuck in.  As well as classic car calendar and a small Dark Side of the Rainbow poster.

The door is probably the best part.  Because, in good no-one-ever-comes-back-to-this-part-of-the-building fashion, it is covered with Toothpaste for Dinner, Red Meat, and Dilbert comics - all held up by scotch tape and magnets shaped like pin-up girls and the covers of naughty dime-store novels.

Wow, Tyson likes Harrison Ford.  Like, way hard.  In fact, standing in the corner of the office behind me is a large cardboard cut-out of Han Solo dressed as a storm trooper.  My dad and I gave it to him for Christmas to match the large cardboard cut-out of Indiana Jones that's in the other corner behind the door.  He has more pictures of Harrisson Ford that of Klara, his girlfriend.  Let's see what the score is.

Klara: 5

Harrison: 16

I think it's obvious who he loves more.

Anyways.  Boredom is giving way to pure hoplessness.  Time for me to go.