The Great Outdoor Fight
Are you following it?
If you're not, you're dead to me.
Refusing the urge to buy sensible shoes until my degree is complete.
I do exist.
And so, it came to pass that Corinne did venture into the wilds east of the Mississippi river. East of the Rockies, even, since I don't get far out of California nowadays. Anywho, it's off to New York for a weekend of family fun and frolic and birthdays and soccer games and CARVEL ICE CREAM CAKES.
From today's Dooce...Chocolate cat indeed.
Because I think I'm going to be swept up in a tornado of paper any time now. I'm neck deep in research for the eleventy billion papers I have due in the next two(!) weeks. Really, I'm down to four now. I wrote the one I forgot about this morning. I remembered that I might actually LIKE to write, and if my grades are any reflection, I might be pretty okay at it, too. Scholarly writing isn't my strongest suit, and APA format makes me sweat, but all things considered I'm doing okay. Putting everything into a coherent format is going slower than I'd like, and most of the topics are not riveting - stupid Foundations class and its grand overview of library land. But I'm plugging along and of course saving the hardest ones for last.