Eaten by a Grue

If I forgot to mention, I’m being EATEN BY SCHOOL until this weekend.

There’s a hundred things I want to write about…voting, foreclosures, singing, chi energy, and downloading movies, for starters. But it will all have to wait while I, you know, graduate.

There is that, at least — several days of Paper Hell means I’m done with school now, at least until I wedge my way into the hot-shit PhD program I’m after, and that could take a few years. And WOW, do I expect it to feel nice to be out of school for a while.

A sick thing? I’ve been thinking about it for two weeks, and I can’t figure out what to fill the 2-3 hours per evening of “free” time this will give me. At last count, there were about 7 hours of activities vying for the spot!

Oh, and for the curious, my schedule is wrecked. In addition to Hell Week at school, my husband came down with some evil summer virus, and I’ve been fighting it off myself (successfully! viva neti pot!) for a couple days, too. So my brain won’t let me sleep much during the day, and my body wants extra sleep, so once again I guess I find myself the walking paradox.

Anyway, back to it.