What's up, Doc?

So...the roommates of the Boarding House planted a garden this summer.  The thing we didn't realize was that we planted WAY too many carrot seeds WAY too close together.  As they came up, we chuckled at the row of carrot greens, but didn't do much besides thin them out at random times when we were bored (we're very ambitious, you see).  Today, we decided to pull them up...this is what we found:

  

We then decided it would be a smart choice to clean them up and cut them up before they went bad on the kitchen counter.

C took the task of cleaning and peeling, while N took the task of cutting them up.  As we were cutting, our conversation went a little like this:

C:  I think you got the easy job.

N: What do you mean?

C: Well, you just have to cut them up.  I have to sort them all out, clean them and then peel them.

N: Yeah...it is sort of easy.  Except for the fact that the carrots just keep coming and I can't get ahead of you in cutting them.  They just keep coming and it stresses me out!  Oh my goodness....Cutting carrots is a metaphor of my life!  I got school, I got work, and it's all coming at me!

...and then we laughed and went silent for a bit at the reality of it all.

In the end, all our hardwork led to this:

Now to store the carrots for the winter...