Still breathing...and not so bated

It's the end of the day. Well, at least the working part of it. I've done more than enough blog checking (and re-checking), typing, and phone calling to admin. folks for one day. Technically, I should do what any self-respecting graduate student does and keep working 24-7. Does anyone really do that?

I am mentally exhausted, emotionally taxed, and physically withered. I need to grab a snack, gather my piles and piles o' paper, and be on my merry way across that big, teal, steel structure to my little oasis in the Great White North (actually, it's south, but I digress). And no, there will be "nao portuges para meu" today--"ate amanha!" Maybe a couple of hours of forced un-thinking will do the trick. At least I'm hoping so.

The cross-border saga continues and, hopefully, will be finished tomorrow (until the next installment of it which will happen around mid-June). The course prep. is halfway there (only one syllabus to go), and the NYC adventure is quickly approaching--need to prepare for that too.

Can't wait for grilled (or broiled) nibblies, bellydancing, and the sounds of a live band. Ahhh...I can taste the enjoyment already!