So oibu is what old Italians say when they are surprised, similar to whoa, wow, or jimminy crickets.
i.e. oibu! c'e "potted meat" a il mio posto!
Whoa! There's potted meat on my chair!
Summer studio has been consuming my entire life this summer. Besides David's wedding, I've had precious few breaks. I've been working in studio all day. Besides breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I've pretty much been in studio trying to focus. When I haven't been working, I have actually installed my dartboard on one of the corkboards in studio. We've been playing a lot recently. I've got a little timer and I work for 75 minutes at a time, and then play a game or two of crickets with my friends. We've been getting really good and the games have been getting faster and faster. Unfortunately I'm a notoriously streaky shooter, in darts, basketball, bowling, beer pong, everything. It's been a lot of fun though. I've played more darts this summer than I have in a really long time. And, I've been playing very regularly. So that's always fun.
As our project has progressed further, the anger towards our teacher has grown. Furthermore, people have been spending more and more time in studio, and less and less sleeping. People find strange ways to pass the time. Recently, one of my classmates Rachel, bought some potted meat. it's a canned meat product that cost $.35 per can. It's the gross meat that is stuck to the bone, that then gets ripped off mechanically. It's kind of like spam's ugly cousin. She raised up Andrew's chair so it was really tall, and then smeared some potted meat on the pneumatic handle. When Andrew got back to his desk, he sat in the chair, and reached down to make it the appropriate height. Of course he put his hand in the potted meat and was horrified at what it was. It kind of smells like cat food, but really wet and gross looking. So he chased Rachel around studio for a while, but she's on the track team so he couldnt catch her. Andrew, washed his hands and Rachel went back to work. Andrew then took some of the potted meat that was left in the can, and smeared it on Rachel's face. It was gross. But really funny. So while our projects have become somewhat boring and tedious (just from working on them all the time), life in studio has certainly remained interesting.
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