Made it through another semester at USC. Once again, the plotter situation turned into a circus (I am using “circus” in lieu of a handful of expletives I would rather use). The computer stations had been taken over weeks ago and now look like a pig sty. Coffee spilt on keyboards, a mysterious sticky stain all over the floor, half-eaten to-go boxes stacked one on top of the other. People are disgusting. No respect for community equipment. The “sign-up sheet” for the plotters was a pretty sad display. It’s a terrible system made worse by students who pay no attention to the idea of a “line” and decide not to wait their turn. It’s ridiculous. Something has to change out here.
I can hear the police helicopter outside my apartment pretty often, but usually not during the day. Walking back from the grocery store, I saw that familiar black and white helicopter circling the area and remember thinking “Thats seems like its right over my apartment, I wonder whats happening?” Turns out it was precisely over my apartment. I still haven’t heard any details about what exactly happened, but I watched this unfold from my apartment window.