This weekend consisted of both what Eric described as “a comedy of errors” and a degree of unmitigated disaster. Shockingly, I’ve remained amazingly calm, mostly because at the end of it all its been “well, what can you do?” And other than some bruises and a way-too-long-wait for the #6 bus it’s all okay. However, as a result I got much less done this weekend then I should have. My only accomplishment is that my LRS assignment is the unofficial first 10 pages of my thesis.

I am NOT looking forward to writing 60 pages in the next two weeks, nor do I want to deal with all the bureaucratic nonsense I now have to deal with. And I can’t do any of the bureaucratic nonsense until I get the fed-ex package containing my passport.  (Incidentally, this morning I located my old Skidmore Campus Events ID, which does have my DOB; I wonder if it would have made a difference even though its not government issued. Oh well.)

Also, I am graduating in June if it kills me. June 8th, to be exact.

And other than that, I got nothing.