theoretically, friday is my day off. that actually only happens about once a month. it may not happen at all this month. back to school is biting me in the ass, very hard. it occured to me last night that i needed to make registration blanks. i came up here at 9:45 pm and made them, because i knew i wouldn't be able to sleep if i didn't come up and do them right then. i know, i need to chill. back to school does this to me. a friend of mine came in last night, before i left work the first time (at 7:45 pm), and said that she'd gotten a forward about bad days. apparently, one is never tense, one is simply really, really alert. that's kind of how i feel right now. i know that there will be things i forget to do, or people who say they are going to show up who will bonk at the last minute. i know that no event is perfect, etc. etc. etc. i just wish i could, you know, believe that. it's bizarre. thank God i'm going on vacation soon. boston never sounded so restful or wonderful. i'm sure i'll have more pictures for you when i get back, as well.
in other news, i had some fine lockhart barbeque for lunch. there is nothing finer than slow smoked prime rib and a giant slice of mrs. baird's bread. the food baby i made is now clamouring for a nap and a really big cookie. the nap is feasible, but the cookie is not.
life is good.
mil besos--r
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