Forms...FROM THE FUTURE!

I spent all day walking around campus today. Paperwalk, really. Twas bad.

It turns out that my key debacle had not actually been cleared—I had originally guessed that the business office had declared leniency considering my state of tenuous key-depositing, but it turns out that they had actually just screwed up. When I inquired about my account, the lady freaked out and we spent around 30 minutes getting it figured out.

At the end of it, though, she gave me a small slip of paper to take to the cashier's office. Printed at the bottom was,

And right next to it was a signature dated today, 20050517. I was planning on taking a picture of it but got distracted, and I just now noticed that the cashier kept the form. Damn!