whirlwind

I would have loved to attend last night's extra-stompy Ceremony, but that would have been suicide: The weekend had wiped me out, and I expected an intense day at work today, followed by a wedding-related mission on Wellesley's campus.

Even after 10 hours of sleep, I'm slightly sub-optimal. Had I gone out, I'd be practically dead. Today has been non-stop at work -- fast, complicated tasks with an... um, interpersonally challenging co-worker. So far, so good.

magical thinking

Everybody imagine darla acing her comprehensive exams today and tomorrow.