This must be how teabags feel. Floating in a hot, tacky cup, hoping someone will pour milk all over them ( Read more... )

Conference presentations are exams for grownups.

Once the room empties out and the paperwork's submitted, no one really cares anymore.

That being said, I'm still buckling down and getting started next week.

See you in September, library fans.

Laundry accomplished. I could really spend the rest of the day doing fuck all, if that's what I felt like. Truth be told, it is what I feel like ( Read more... )