With the bloody letters, if you can imagine that there.

But, fun times:

OH GOD. I died! I was technically dead for a minute there! Do a series of illustrations for yer final? Sure. Assemble them into a book and make 5 copies? AH!

You know what's fun? Figuring out how to print several double-page illustrations with a printer that WANTS YOU DEAD. And then when you take the imaged printed out onto the fancy paper and RESCAN and REPRINT it, you find that you can't get it to print on both sides without one side being offset from the other, even when you set the margins to 0.00 which it ignores. So you have to print it out single page, wasting countless pounds of paper, running out of paper with 5 pages left, leaving one discolored page in each book. AND then you have to cut the margins off of each page, with a paper cutter that doesn't want to cut straight, and then tape each side together.

AND THEN you need to print out the cover on oddly-sized paper which you only have a few spare sheets of, but your printer doesn't want to 1) print at all, even though you've cleared that paper jam, 2) print it as anything other than A4, despite the fact that you've told it otherwise, and 3) print it without cutting bits off the top and right, leaving great big spaces it could've used on the bottom/left. So you end up having to salvage the prints that didn't quite work out, but you're nearly out of paper, and OCD be damned-- this is as good as it's going to get.

AND add onto all that an ill-advised last-minute trip to that nightmare buffet of Stygian horrors, KINKOS, where you exchange money for failure and disappointment, and the printers as such that they would INCINERATE the light paper you had used for 4/5 of your books (inconsistency + OCD= PROFIT), in the hopes that maybe this one time it'll actually be of help, and you won't need to use the salvaged covers with the odd cropping. Never again!

Fun fact: the least painful step was the one where I had to force a needle through layers of paper in order to bind it all together. In reality, what rightly should have resulted in me getting a needle stuck up my finger, into my brain, and death, was actually quite soothing. That, and dyeing paper with tea that smells like Big Red.

Individual horror stories:

Cover
1 + 2 - Barillo
3 + 4 - Violet
5 + 6 - Vespa
7 + 8 - Silhouette