To Freeze or Not to Freeze

You know what sucks? Being torn between panic and total apathy. I'm terrified because I don't have anything written yet for my fifteen-page paper, but I tell myself it's okay because I've got two pages of notes, and hopefully what I'm looking at in them is the beginnings of a decent thesis. And I figure, as long as I get four or five prints done today (which should be completely possible, since all I have to do is figure out how much longer it takes to expose 11x14 paper for six of them), I can finish my photo stuff tomorrow. Then I remember that I've got two more rolls of film I need to shoot, and if they don't turn out, I'm at least three prints short on my final project.

And the buses suck, just in case people haven't gathered that much yet. So I'm debating riding my bike... but I don't really think I should rush the onset of whatever terrible cold I'm likely to get as soon as I have some downtime in which to enjoy it. Sigh. Either way, I've got to get myself out of here in about five minutes, so it's off with me. Yay...

Just because I need to get this off my chest before I settle down in the Reg...

So, hypothetically, if you were to build a darkroom for students would you:

a) tear out the old one first and force the students to use the new one before it was finished?
b) take two weeks to get 75% of the supplies they need?
b-1) [this option is for professors only] assign students to finish 10+ prints in said incomplete darkroom?
c) kick students out at least once a week for generating more dust "repairs"?
d) never repair anything?
e) never replace anything that broke/ran out?
f) say you were going to keep the darkroom open over break and then not?
g) make the waste chemical containers black so no one can tell how much is in them?
h) never empty said containers?
j) not provide a mop, papertowels, or anything remotely useful for cleaning up?
k) do something that causes, at the end of tenth week when everyone suddenly has a ton of prints to finish, the pipes to start leaking, leaving a half-inch of water on the floor, along with the chemicals all over the floor because of the un-emptied containers?

Just... just... what a disaster area. There were probably seven of us in there (out of ten in the class). I'm surprised none of us died. The chemicals all over the floor reeked, we were almost out of fixer, a third of the enlargers are on the fritz. I am eternally grateful that the class has gotten to know each other so well this quarter, because if we were still at the point of behaving like hyper-competitive insane UofC students, we'd all have killed each other now in order to survive. Holy freaking crap. And I've got to go back there tomorrow and finish at least ten prints.

In conclusion, the UofC is broken [pic (partially) unrelated].